This weekend we were up at the ranch, where we share a bedroom with Evan. Friday night was one of the worst night's sleeps we've had in the past six months. Maybe longer. Evan tossed and turned all night long, kicking and hitting the wall.
It wasn't until I climbed into bed with him at 5 am, trying to get him to settle down for another hour that I realized he was waving his arms and legs wildly - to watch them move in the dark.
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