It is Thanksgiving Eve. I am thankful that Willa slept from 9:30pm - 6am.
She has a pink elephant (hoping this doesn't sway her political leanings later in life) that she's started nuzzling at night. Last night when I checked on her she had one hand behind her head and the other on the trunk of her elephant. She startled a bit when I came in, but sighed, smiled, and continued sleeping. A human body can't possibly hold the the size heart that mine felt at that moment. Maybe that's God.