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Cheesecake and sleep

Last night we went out for dinner with some friends. It was a long day and we had to drive for 45 minutes to reach the restaurant. My daughter was a bit sleepy by the time we ordered dinner and it seemed like an ordeal for her to go through dinner.

She did perk up when server asked if we’d like to order dessert. Of course, being my girl, she wanted cheesecake. However, by the time the cheesecake arrived, my daughter had put her head down on the table and gone to sleep.

We asked for the cheesecake to be put in a box. My daughter slept through the car ride home. Soon we were all tucked in and were in lands far far away.

Now at 3.15 a.m., my daughter wanted to use the restroom. We get a knock on the door as she wanted to be tucked back in. I get ‘voluntold’ to get up. I tuck her in. She closes her eyes, and is about to sleep, when she suddenly opens her eyes wide! ‘Papa! There was a cheesecake!’. I smile and respond, ‘Yes. It’s in a box in fridge’.

‘Oh. Okay’. It then takes her about a third of a second to close her eyes and go back to sleep’.

I love her. I also realize that being able to eat cheesecake and sleep with the same abandon that she does, are two things in my list of things I miss the most.
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  1. Varun16 October 2016 at 02:53

    All these moments turn into cherished memories. I still remember holding my little bundle of joy on one hand and she slept feeling reassured. Now she sings to put me to sleep. My heart aches thinking that she would grow up since day.

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  2. Prashant16 October 2016 at 06:30

    Nicely written. And Voluntold.. hehe that's priceless

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  3. Liam Olivia26 March 2017 at 15:49

    This is truly an international dessert, originated from ancient Greece. In fact, ancient Greek physician Aegimus actually wrote a treatise on how to prepare cheesecake. Mango cheesecake

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