Sweet dreamer

She isn't always this quiet.

In fact, she's quite the opposite.

But somehow, all the frustrating moments are forgotten at bedtime, when I tuck her in.  She nuzzles into my chest.  Sometimes she caresses my face, like I do hers.

And when she drifts off into a sweet sleep, I smile because I know she's recharging her batteries to drive us all crazy another day.

She's really a loveable little stinker.