Some Days, I Wish I Had Twins

Before you say, “Tragic Sandwich, that’s crazy talk,” hear me out:

Baguette hates to go to sleep. And what we’ve come to realize is that part of what she hates is being alone. Which makes sense, because nighttime is the only time she’s alone, and so when we leave her in her crib, she feels abandoned.

It’s not just disappointment at being unable to stay up and play more. There’s real sorrow in her cries. And I think that if she had a twin in there with her, she wouldn’t feel alone, and would go to sleep more easily.

So maybe it is crazy talk. But there is a logic to it.

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