Once a year, in honor of her birthday, Reagan gets to have a "slumber party" with just her and Daddy. This is a very rare occurrence, because Reagan is a "mover" and Rob is the world's lightest sleeper. The combination does not work well together. BUT... because she begs and begs and begs.... one night year.
This year, that date just happened to be on Halloween, because her birthday is on a school night, and we didn't anticipate a restful night of sleep. Rob even insisted that Reagan sleep in her own separate sleeping bag, in an effort to contain her. But it must not have worked. The next morning, as she stumbled downstairs with a head full of tangled hair, I asked her how it went.
She smiled and said "Dad didn't sleep a WINK!"

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