At what point in our lives do we begin to crave sleep? After a very long, full day, Brantley still doesn't want to go to bed. It was 8:00. If he sat still for 2 minutes he'd probably pass out. Yet, he still does not want to go to bed. I listened to 4 songs with him and gave him a hug good night. Daddy went in and gave him a hug. He was out. Sleep. It's a good thing.
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