:: Titus Hinrik ::
We thought you might escape unscathed, but it got you too. You are miserable when you are sick. You want to be held and won't let either one of us move even 5 feet away, let alone out of the room, without some kind of loud and violent protest.
You do, however, know when you are tired and tell us you want to go to your bed. On the way to your room, you always ask if I am sleepy too.
At some point last night, you wanted me to sleep with you, so me and my pregnant belly squeezed in with you in your little bunk. That lasted all of 20 minutes when you sat up and asked me to go back to my own bed. I did not argue.
|13 June 2012 :: 11.04am|