Maybe it was because I was sick, but I just missed Lilybeth so much this weekend. When I was in bed yesterday, feeling rotten from my head to my toes, all I wanted was a cuddle from my little girl. Of course, as Tom pointed out, if she actually got into the bed with me, there would be no cuddling. Instead she would bounce . . . bounce . . . bounce . . . and jump! right onto sick Mama. And then she would laugh because it is so much fun to jump and bounce. Even though I felt much better today, I still couldn't wait for her to get home this afternoon. Neither could Papa, and the pair of them enjoyed a little soccer match before it was time to come inside for the evening.
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