There is no sight more beautiful, no sound more lovely, and no event more welcome than to behold a sleeping baby. Especially when that sleeping baby was alchemically transformed from a screaming thrashing bundle of rage into a peaceful slumbering cherub after hours of bouncing, jiggling, rocking, walking, feeding, burping, changing, and a long ride to nowhere in the car. True story.
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"some peace (and quiet) I give unto you..." |
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