At least he didn’t get out his markers
During “nap time” Tommy told me he wanted me to nap with him, so I grabbed a blankey and curled up at one end of his bed and drifted off. Then Tommy got out of bed, grabbed his digital camera, and took 13 pictures of me which his mother then uploaded to flickr after he showed them to her.
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I knew bad things happened to the guy who passes out at a party, but I didn’t know the rule applied to preschoolers’ nap time as well.
There is a part of my that is honestly shocked that Tommy, being the child of you and Lindsey, didn’t upload them to flickr himself.
how can you sleep with your arms like that? It looks like a fist is protruding from your stomach.