Dear Lincoln and Shea,
You can tell the days I'm tired and anxious for my head to meet my pillow. I call it the 6:59 vs 7:35 day. Those are the days when I tell myself only 6 more minutes until bedtime and it's 6:54. Then there are the days when I can't get enough time with you two; it's 7:35 and I'm wondering why you have to go to bed already... We are up at the Hobin (my parent's lake house in Rice Lake, WI)and it's even easier to do away with any kind of schedule. There's something about being on the lake and watching the sunset or making a bonfire and getting out marshmallows, that make ending a day the last of your priorities. Today was an 8:30 day.
awake for my sake, I love you!
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