The meaning of sleep

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I love that when we are riding in the car I only need give permission, “you can go to sleep” and kiddo will pass out. Stop lights, bumps, sliding on the ice. Nothing wakes her up. She also some how manages to sleep in this whack-a-doodle position. She is out until I get home and say, “sweetheart you can wake up now.”. Hypnosis? Conditioning? Maybe. Her sleep is so sound she doesn’t even know she is still holding her Starbucks vanilla milk. Now if only all of us could sleep like this.

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