This is how I awoke this morning. Angel Girl standing beside the bed, brushing my hair with her baby brush, and singing the above song. Despite that it was Ungodly o'clock, it was a sweet way to greet the day.
Not sure if she did it right though. I am still 40, gray haired, carrying that extra 30 pounds, and my back hurt when I got out of bed.
Dang it all.
I've lost my happy thought.