There Was One in the Bed and the Little One Said . . .

Just before 9:00 tonight I was getting Bella ready for bed and telling Noah it was time for bed.  I noticed him sneaking off with his pillow but didn’t think much of it.  After settling Bella down, I went to find Noah, and guess where I found him.

He’s in bed allright, it just happens to be MY bed.  “But how can you resist that face,” you ask.

It’s tough.  I gotta tell you.  I love my space and all that, don’t get me wrong, but this guy is just so irresistible – not!!!!  It’s 9:35 and that little boy has made it to bed – HIS BED, that is.  Don’t worry, he’ll be back with his head in that exact spot in about nine hours.

Night night.

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2 thoughts on “There Was One in the Bed and the Little One Said . . .”

  1. Lol! Cute pictures! My son used to do that, too. Never could stay in his own bed, but kicked so much no one wanted him in theirs. He’d do his best to sneak in, though. Little stinkers, aren’t they?!? 🙂

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