Sarah woke up groggily rubbing her eyes and staggered into the next room. She there saw Marcus standing by the crib.
"Jeez. I didn't mean to wake you up. She doesn't like the way I do the wrap thing."
Wrap thing? Sarah giggled.
"Move." She ordered him.
And in one simple motion she had Lisia swaddled, in her arms, and back asleep.
Marcus watched in awe.
"How do you--never mind. It's a mom thing right?"
Sarah snorted, "It's got nothing to do with any sixth sense or ESP."
She smiled, "Most girls have the swaddling thing down by age 6."
Of course, Michael smiled.
"Okay, I'm tired." Sarah marched out.
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