A Place To Rest My Head
November 9, 2010
For Abbie, it’s not so much a question of comfort, but rather opportunity.
For as long as I’ve known her, she’s been known to rest her head on the most questionable of items, most looking like it would cause more pain than comfort.
I guess when you’re tired, it really doesn’t matter where you rest. Just like her Dad in college who was known to nap just about anywhere, our little girl seems to be able and do just about the same and then some.
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The Daily Abbie 
Throw a pillow under her!
P.S. — I really do work but I have marked this page under my favorites and find it really fun to read every day. It’s quite therapeutic to live vicariously through a dog.
She is going to wake up with such a crick in her neck. I know what you mean Tho, I have to read this every day or bad things will happen to me.
Like get pregnant again? Haha!
Bite your tongue! If I have another one before Sofia’s out of diapers, I’m sending him/her to you!