Last night Nancy did something that I thought was the height of foolishness:  she offered to take Micah for the night.

“Dan, you don’t understand,” she said, “I love her so much.  I just want to spend every waking minute with her.”

Which is true.  My daughter is a delight in the eyes of all of her grandparents and great-grandparents.  She is quite possibly the most beautiful and joyous baby in the whole damn world.  I can say this as I am in no way biased.

But I was coming at this proposition from the other side of the fence.  As I mentioned earlier, Micah had been up from 9:30 at night until 1 in the morning the night before.  She pretty much powered through the day following.  I was teetering on the edge of a mental breakdown from exhaustion.

In that frame of mind, I decided to allow it. 

And wouldn’t you just know it, she was an angel.

Figures.

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