A Bedtime Sip and Soft Squeeze

I rolled over onto my tummy in the crib, kicking my little white shoes against the quilted mattress with a gentle wriggle. Right against the corner rail, my small pastel baby bottle was resting upright in a plush knit caddy! I stretched out both chubby hands and clumsy-patted the smooth sides, tipping it forward until the soft rubber nipple brushed right against my lips. A sweet, warm drop touched my tongue, making me let out a happy, bubbly gurgle. Clasping the bottle tightly against my chest, I snuggled my cheek into the sheet, smiling wide into the cozy evening dimness.

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