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This morning at 4am I felt a little hand on my arm, I opened my eyes to see a small, dark figure at my bedside. No words were spoken. I held out my arms and lifted all 34lbs of him into bed with me as he snuggled in, molded himself to my body (with his Piggy in hand) and wiggled his head under my chin. As he immediately fell back to sleep I lay there wide awake with my nose in his soft, curly ...