Early
December 18, 2025 — 8:27pm
Dear Reese,
5:15 is too early a wake-up, baby girl. Not all of us can nap on the morning commute and then again in the afternoon. I’m yawning hard an hour before your bedtime today.
But I capture a nice moment of peace this morning. It’s just after 6:30 and then sun hasn’t risen, but I’ve turned the fireplace on, and you hop out of my lap where we were reading to color. I vibe.
These moments never last very long. A minute or two, really, before you’re asking me to unbuckle the buckles you keep buckling. But it’s enough for the joy to sink in. And you are really into those buckles. All buckles.
Love,
Mama



