He sleeps like this all the time, and I’m constantly poking and prodding him to make sure he’s still among the living.
I really love it when he crosses his legs like that. I also really love it when he sleeps with his eyes fully closed.
I also love that he sometimes refuses to stay asleep unless I’m right there next to him. I did, in very fact, spend all of last night with a 2 year old little boy snuggled next to me. And when he woke me up this morning, I asked him “Who got out of bed and came to sleep with me last night?”
And he answered, “Lacy did it.”
That’s his default answer for a lot of things these days.
They’re great friends, most of the time. I don’t know why he tries to pin everything on her.
Only a few days ago, he came running into me with tears streaming down his face.
“What’s wrong? What happened?” I asked him.
“LACY HIT BE BACK!” He wailed. (“be” means “me” in this case)
Well, good for her.
We live by a golden rule all our own in this house: an eye for an eye.
It doesn’t exactly breed harmony…
And please forgive me for reposting the above picture. I can’t get enough of it. Also: we are actually pretty nice to each other. And we do abide by the real golden rule most of the time. when we’re not hitting back, that is.
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