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What does it say about me that, after a long time running of Nathan leaving his bed in the middle of the night to come sleep in our room, that when a night finally comes when he stays in his own bed, my first thought is not that he finally had a good night’s sleep, but that something is obviously wrong? 

I’m twisted. 

I don’t want anything bad to happen to this little dude. 

And yet that was my first thought. 

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[photo by my mom]

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