Woke up this morning to discover Drew in the middle of the bed where he usually sleeps, tucked between the extra blanket I pull over myself when I get cold and the blanket Scott normally uses (I believe he'd been sharing the latter when he fell asleep, but I'm not entirely sure).
Scott was not, however, under that latter blanket, which had been wadded up. No, Scott was curled up tightly into a ball tucked (mostly) under the dinosaur blanket that's supposed to be Drew's....
Scott was not, however, under that latter blanket, which had been wadded up. No, Scott was curled up tightly into a ball tucked (mostly) under the dinosaur blanket that's supposed to be Drew's....
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Poor Scott. So abused. :)
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We won't mention that I went in to lie down during Drew's nap this afternoon and ended up cross-wise across the bottom of the bed because he was lying across the top in such a way that my side was not usable (he was mostly on my side), but with his feet into Scott's side, and bless him, Scott had left the little guy's shoes on. I tried to sneak them off so I could safely lie next to him, but he promptly stirred and I gave it up as a bad idea. :P
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