More Seffie speak
Driving home from Sunday service is often the perfect nap time for Seth, lulled to sleep by the drive. He doesn’t let it happen easily though. He gets mad. This Sunday he half cried, squinted, and thrashed saying, “Go away sleep. Go away sleep.”
After he woke up, we put a warm lunch in front of him. Daddy told him it was hot. Seth said, “Go away hot.”
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