Sitting in Luke's dark room is starting to get old. We decided to try and ditch this routine a little at a time. A few nights ago I sat right outside his door, and tonight I moved around the corner. He can still see my shoulder and my legs when he stands up. And he keeps popping up over and over to check and see if I'm still there. Go to sleep Luke! This wood floor is hard.
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