Most Sunday's, we take naps at our house. And most Sundays, I wake up to a little face peeking over the side of my bed, asking for any number of things. Last week, it happened to be Hadley. She was dressed in her finest princess dress and had clearly spent time in Ellie's hair salon while we unknowingly slept. I don't recall what it was that she wanted or needed. It doesn't matter.
I just couldn't not capture this moment.
