A night many parents know. Thank you so much to all the favs and follows!
It's the middle of the night and your momma is glad you're finally asleep.
You've had a bad cold and an ear infection and when you don't feel well, you seem to only want daddy and daddy is currently on a mission.
I don't take it personally, daddy is better at the cuddle stuff and I know he sings to you.
Mommy doesn't really think she can sing.
Also somehow your favorite little plush, a little bear with a bird on it's tummy, has gone missing.
I wonder if as you read this you still have that thing.
Daddy calls it Bird-Bear. And he's missing.
If figures when your cold is at its worst, your daddy got called away.
I'm so sorry, little one. I know our jobs are complicated, confusing and probably a bit mean, but your daddy and mommy are good at what we do and doing our jobs helps keep you safe.
Momma is going to search the house again for Bird-Bear, maybe if I get lucky I'll find him before you wake again.