John and Mary holding hands while they sleep = one verklempt Mama!Later I was reading my book in the glider in the same room when I heard Mary cry out in her sleep. I stood up to go to her and saw her crying and thrashing in the bed to find me. Instead she found John, snuggled her head into him, and instantly fell asleep. So darling!
How darling. I love watching my children sleep. They look like precious angels. Nothing brings me more of a sense of peace.
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