I wasn't feeling well this night. I hopped out of the shower and was drained and ready to hit the hay. It was my turn to read to Alissa, but my body just didn't want to. The kids really count on this time with mom and dad at night, so I told Alissa she could come read to me in my bed. I rested on her shoulder and she was so sweet to keep her voice low while she read. If you know Alissa, low is not a setting that we hear often and that's perfectly okay...but that night, she quietly read to me, sweet girl.
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