Every night, Liz and I go into Lily's room and sit with her while we say prayers. Sometimes, Lily holds our hands, and sometimes she just giggles.
Tonight, she fell asleep right as she laid down, so Liz and I whispered the prayers we always say. As we were wrapping up the last prayer, Lily's little sleeping face smiled, and she opened her hand.
Liz put her finger in Lily's hand and Lily squeezed it, trying not to laugh. She was so sleepy, and cute.
We've never been so grateful for these little moments. We cherish every one, in a way we never did before...
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