For what felt like the thousandth night in a row, Wendell snuggled into bed with his brothers and made himself comfortable only to realize that he needed to get up and go again.
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For what felt like the thousandth night in a row, Wendell snuggled into bed with his brothers and made himself comfortable only to realize that he needed to get up and go again.
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As long as he doesn’t ask for a glass of water when he comes back.
This will be me on the plane tomorrow.
The expression on his face – the Not Again!
In the history of perfect captions by NTMTOM, there is no caption more perfect.
Me every single night. I don’t look as cute stumbling to the bathroom though.
Just…SQUEEEEEEEEEEE!🥰