Recently, I have been waking Dash up in the middle of the night, to just chat and cuddle. He is always dead to the world, but tries his hardest to respond. After a few “I Love You’s” and a dozen or so nods to my questions, I let him go back to dreamland. And my guess is that he spends the rest of the night dreaming about kisses all over his back, tummy and face.
Late Night Time
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