I am plum tuckered out.
Last weekend, I was a weekend-nanny. I was too tired to write a nanny diary. Normally, I can party like a rockstar and have no problem staying up until 2 or so, but I didn’t get enough sleep through the week, and over the weekend, I didn’t get to catch up, and now, here I am at Thursday wishing I had an afternoon appointment with my pillow and high thread count sheets.
Sleep. Sleep.
You are so sweet.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Slip. Slip.
Away I go.
I meet the sheep.
I dance with Peep.
The cow jumps.
The moon ducks.
Sleep. Sleep.
A precious treat.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Dream a dream.
Spot a moonbeam.
Peaceful, restful,
Beautiful, sleep.
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