As I write this it is Tuesday night. Julia is alseep in her crib. Dan is at the brewpub that is adjacent to the hotel (it is a family run brewery that is associated with this hotel - they are linked). And Sara is in bed.
But I just heard Sara sing, "twinkle twinkle little star," in her soft voice. I figured she was singing her Puppy a good night song, but she was standing in the window, looking outside at the stars. "Mama I see stars in the sky," she said. It was sweet to look over and see her soft profile looking outside and into the sky.
I have to settle her - get her to sleep - so to be continued.
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