Husband drapes himself across our bed, looking at the ceiling. Daughter is draped across my lap, smiling, then frowning, then mouthing an invisible nipple as she falls asleep. Husband and I share secrets and dreams.
Husband drapes himself across our bed, looking at the ceiling. Daughter is draped across my lap, smiling, then frowning, then mouthing an invisible nipple as she falls asleep. Husband and I share secrets and dreams.
