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I just got finished with the evening routine and Marshall has snugly retired to his crib. I managed to gather up his favourite nighttime belongings – particulary his KC or kitty cat. Tonight, he seemed very persistent for something as I was about to sneak off… he kept repeating what sounded like ‘keys’. I thought this is no time to be playing with keys, so I pretended to look around for what he was asking for over and over. There was no satisfying him. Kesh, kesh, kesh…. when suddenly it dawned on me that he was merely demanding his bedtime kiss. So I bent over the crib and planted one on his head, and he was immediately silenced. Man, I love that kid.