...to snuggle on a Saturday morning. The hooligans love to wake me up in the morning "snuggling", as they call it. They just typically bring an arsenal of plastic animals, toys, noisemakers, and some bedhead with them. I guess there are definitely worse alarm clocks out there.
There is still one member of this party of five who is stuck in a cage and needs help to find his way to the "snugglefest". He's pretty much one of the cutest wild animals I've ever seen. But watch out, he definitely bites. Snuggling is a dangerous activity around here.
2 comments:
aww, look at J pulling up! He's getting so big!
AWWW! I miss those days...only our youngest joins me in bed and even then, only once in awhile!
Love your yellow dresser...that's awesomeness right there!!
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