The other day, Adler and I met Stephen at Chick-fil-A for lunch. Adler had spent the morning in a nursery while I attended a Bible study. I thought he might at least have enough energy to make it through lunch, but not so much. He slept the entire lunch on daddy's chest. Funny how a plane flying over head at home can wake this child up, but screaming toddlers at Chick-fil-A doesn't? How does that work?
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