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Nightly stories

Somewhere around 5 AM this morning. Rain had been pouring down hard the past hour, and we were slumbering and gently falling back to sleep again after Elias had woken us up because he removed his bandage from his finger and wanted a new one (that was somewhere around 4 AM).

Suddenly a noise, footsteps in the hall, shuffling toward our bedroom door. The door creaked open, and lo! there stood Elias, asking if we wanted to read him a story :-)

Luckily, after some encouragement, he shuffled back to his bedroom and tucked in again. Needless to say, he was too tired to get up this morning.

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