2: Trying to settle an overtired, overheated Keith tonight at bedtime. The babies had been fussy all day and barely slept. I figured his screaming was the result of a long day, but I decided to try feeding him the rest of his bottle. We sat together in the rocking chair, him gazing into my eyes, as he hungrily and noisily drained the remainder of his dinner. He smiled and drifted off to sleep with a sigh.
3: Proving to Edward that the song "Bananaphone" exists, and is not a product of my sleep deprived brain.
Ring ring ring ring....bananaphone!
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