Dear Sweet Samantha,
Oh how I wish I didn't have to wake you up this morning. I mean, let's get things straight...you woke me up, but then you fell back asleep on the couch as I held you, like you do every morning (alternating days with Daddy). But today, you curled up in such a strange position. Hey, whatever works. But then I had to wake you up for therapy. I'm sorry. I wish I didn't have to because you were so soundly asleep -- so peaceful.
But, I'll have to do it again tomorrow. Here's my apology in advanced.