LANGUAGE OF SLEEP

Avery couldn't sleep this weekend, and woke up like an infant on Saturday night---11pm, 1:30pm, and finally, 3am. He came down to our bed, and tried to squeeze in the middle, between us. He put his head on the pillow, and sat up abruptly. He turned to me, very seriously, and proclaimed, "I can't get any sleep! The pillow doesn't fit here properly!"

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