The Baby Girl wakes ups.
I open the door a crack and peek in. She is standing in her crib. I open the door all the way and say, "Good Morning Baby Girl!"
Her hands go up! #4 has followed me into the room. I lift her out of the crib. #4 insists, "Mama! Mama--I give WEeega kiss."
I put her down and the two exchange kisses and hugs.
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