My daughter is perfect.
Even when she won't sleep.
Unless I feed her.
For twenty minutes. And then sleeps for ten. And then wakes up. And cries. Because she's tired. But she can't sleep. She seems to have inherited my insomnia. I wish I'd given her my dimple. She doesn't have that. Nope, she has the insomnia. Poor kid.
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