Thursday, January 30, 2020

January 30

Brady actually sleeps like this, with an entire convention of stuffed animals crowded around his head.

I'd say I'm not sure how he can stand it, but the truth is that I used to do the same thing, so I get it: There's something inexplicably comforting about being surrounded by a bevy of furry friends as you drift off to dreamland. So tonight, I'm thankful for things that bring comfort, no matter how small.

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