I decided to tell Clare about the day she was born (minus all the unhappy details that came with my delivery). I told her how we woke up at 5am to go to the hospital. How she was so happy in my belly that she didn't want to come until 12:30am the next day. And how Edgar held her all night as she slept on his chest.
Edgar has been working really late these last couple of weeks and when he got home that night he collapsed on the couch. Clare went up and sat next to him and said:
"Daddy are you sleepy?"
"Yeah, baby I'm really tired."
"It's ok Daddy. You can sleep on my chest tonight."
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