Quinn is developing habits. I joked with Neel the other day that it's so weird to see her developing her own thing. Our daughter has a thing! This week, it's rubbing a blankie on her face to help her sleep. If Puppy isn't available, Quinn will take her blanket and drape it over her entire face, which is enough to make me panic that she'll suffocate herself, knowing full well there are enough holes in the knit to not allow that to happen.
What's become of me? I am a bit of a worrywart now. Ssh! Don't tell anyone.
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