As I laid my head on my sons pillow, Janie ran to her bed and grabbed a blanket. She covered me, making sure to tuck the small blanket around my toes and elbows (I had to curl up to assist her), and handed me a stuffed animal to cuddle. My eyes closed in feigned sleep and I tried to keep a smile hidden. Janie then bent down, kissed my forehead and whispered "Goodnight, Mommy. I love you" before turning off her bedroom light, walking out, and shutting the door.
It was ten o'clock in the morning.
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