Warm
It was bedtime, and Miles kept thinking of more things he needed.
M: I know what I need! The Mommy Blankie (a particular blanket that was mine until he usurped it)!
A:Â Okay, I’ll get it.
I went and got the blanket and tucked him in.
M:Â I’m still chilly.
A:Â Do you need another blanket?
M:Â I wish you could snuggle me.
And great snuggling commenced.
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