Wheat Thin

I dropped a Wheat Thin on my baby's face the other morning.

Or was it evening?

Or afternoon?

I was attempting to muster the strength to insert the Wheat Thin into my mouth.

I was weary.

Baby was half-awake.

And hungry.

I was half-asleep.

And hungry.

As I lazily reached into the box and moved the thin crispy wafer toward my mouth, there it went...

it fell on my sweet baby's face as she was nursing.

She didn't notice.

And for a moment, in my sleepiness...

I didn't quite comprehend, either.

A few seconds later I blinked my tired eyes.

I picked up the Wheat Thin and there we lie,

Her and I,

Eating while sleeping.

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