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Where I'm Not Sleeping Tonight

The 5 year old boy enjoys certain privileges not previously extended to his older siblings. Mainly, he sleeps with his parents a lot. When I say a lot, I really mean that he falls asleep in our bed, he's carried to his own bed, and sometime during the night he wanders back to sleep on his mother.

Tonight he climbed between us again and, with sleepy eyes, he yawned and started climbing back out of bed.

"I'll be right back. I'm going to the bathroom to get a tissue for this booger on my finger.

"Hey. Where did it go?"

Comments

  1. CountessLaurieJune 16, 2010 at 7:05 AM

    Oh. No.
    Did you ever find it?
    I have a six year old who wanders in too... someday I will sleep again...

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  2. Kristina P.June 16, 2010 at 8:08 AM

    Eeeeeew.

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  3. Mamma ChristineJune 16, 2010 at 9:12 AM

    Y-U-C-K. My kids have all taken their turns sleeping with us for a while too. I like it.

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  4. RiahliJune 16, 2010 at 10:26 AM

    Ha, ha, ha...blurry eyed booger hunt, fun! :p

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  5. June Freaking CleaverJune 16, 2010 at 1:45 PM

    That is so funny! How can you not love this kid the very best?

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  6. M-CatJune 16, 2010 at 7:43 PM

    I don't even want to know if you found the booger or not.

    And yes, the youngest gets away with everything don't they?

    ReplyDelete
  7. Lisa Page RosenbergJune 19, 2010 at 4:33 PM

    I think I just found it.

    ReplyDelete

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