...the little monkey, burying my feet, and...
When we were driving home from the sitter's after dinner, she climbed into my lap and I stretched the seatbelt across her and I pointed out the moon nestled in some clouds and told her the moon was getting ready for bed and he was waiting for sophie to get home before he went to bed and when she went to sleep he would know it was okay to go to sleep too and she recited Good Night, Moon while our big car rolled by barns and trees.
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