Dear Laney,
I always put you on your back like I'm supposed to, but somehow you always end up folding yourself in half during nap time. It can't be comfortable, but if you think I'm going to risk waking you up by moving you, you're mistaken.
Also, that's not a little bruise on your cheek, it's leftover blueberry from breakfast.
Love,
Mom
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