Sadie.
“Mama, Mama, wake up.” Aspen’s sweet little voice pulls me from my sleep. That and the fact that she was using my bed as a bouncing castle.
“Wake up, Mama!” she screamed again, making me groan.
Aspen is always loud. She could scream your ear off if she wanted to. She is also an early riser. For a kid, you’d expect she'd sleep to her heart's content, but nope, she always wakes up before eight.
The bed stops shaking, making me snap my eyes open. She’s the kind of child you have to keep your eyes on. Silence, except when she’s sleeping, means that she’s up to something fishy.
"Morning, mama,” she said with a smile. Her face is right there on mine; our noses are almost touching.
"Morning, baby,” I replied as I pulled her into my arms.
She screams happily as I drag her to me and t
