There are those times.....

How do you know there truly are angels? They keep you from dropping your little children off at the New Mommy Store when you are sure you can't survive one more day of motherhood.

Having just sold my childhood home in the Neighborhood with Hills, while awaiting an available unit on the military base, my small family with our nearly two-year-old son moved into the basement of my mother's home at the top of the neighborhood. Still in a crib, Christopher slept in a little alcove hiding his parents from view.

Having made the mistake the first night of laying him down with lots of kisses and the endearment, "Nite nite, Buster Brown." he spent the remaining night time hours calling out to us in the darkened room, "Ni Ni Bum Brown." giggling with each repetition. Night after night, hour after hour this little routine would occur no matter what we did. Exhausted beyond belief, I would have given him away to the first mother available. Is it any wonder we are now both Night Owls!

 Sailor hat is size of cardboard round with "leg" width and length enough to encircle.
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