When they are young, they sleep all snuggled up in their cribs. A sweet, innocent and beautiful sleep.
When they are older they sleep in little boy beds among piles of beloved pets that keep them safe while they slumber.
But be forewarned. Because when they are almost fully grown you play “find the teen” every morning. Today I found three.
My beautiful sweet babies snuggled in their beds. Oh how I miss them.
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