Freedom to get out of bed,
Freedom to walk down stairs
Freedom to play at night
Freedom to scream at the door
Freedom to..........Fall asleep in his chair....
I hope he felt a sense of accomplishment, determination or at least control, maybe it was shear exhaustion.
I could not save him from the soar throat he probably had the next morning. Let me tell you my child has a healthy set of lungs, but a very proud mommy did save her baby from the neck ache the next morning.
And what an angel he is. You can't tell in the picture but his legs are curled under his body like a little stink bug, so cute! *Oh I will miss these days.

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