lyla, in my humble opinion, is just about the sweetest thing. as she tried to fall asleep the night before her birthday, tossing and turning, sighing and grumbling, she whispered, “i can’t believe i will be six tomorrow.” i thought to myself, “i.CAN’T.either,” and told her so. i could feel her smiling in the dark, excited to be six, excited to be grown up. |
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