Dear Daughters,
Your rooms are kept at a perfect 68-70 degrees the year round. An ideal temperature for comfortable sleep. We have hung hotel-grade black out curtains, which we close tight every night, making sure that no unwanted scrap of light interferes with your wee morning slumber. Equipped with soft and continuous white noise, the softest minky sheets and silk trimmed blankies. Your favorite stuffed animals keep you company, their ears to snuggle, nibble or suck, your's all night to cuddle tight.
So why must sleep be so elusive, so hard to come by, and never at the same or right time? Why must there be battles, daily - nightly - sometimes waged by you both in union against your mama getting sleep?
Don't you girls know that balmy sleep is one of God's greatest gifts? To sleep, perchance to dream... I daydream about getting enough sleep TO DREAM! Perchance to sleep, perchance to dream.....
Love,
Mama
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