There was a time when I would return little gypsies to their own beds as soon as their flopping arms and sharp heels made their presence known. And then I heard a song that changed my mind. It says:
Let them be little 'cause they're only that way for a while
Give them hope, give them praise, give them love every day
Let them cry, let them giggle, let them sleep in the middle
Oh just let them be little
So, for now, we'll just try to get comfortable . . . and enjoy it.
Update 3/5/09: Last night Lauren came into our bed, peed, and then went back to her bed. Is there a song about that?
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