
Our
day started out way too early. The little one thought it would be cute
to wake up at 3 AM and whimper his way out of his crib and into our
bed. His strategy worked...kindof. Unfortunately for Ty, he has no
bed manners yet. He kicks. He slaps. He flails. Ty is the ultimate bed
hog. How can one little person take up so much room?
We kicked his little butt out of the bed and sent him back to his crib at around 3:25 AM.
The
rest of the day passed without drama and that was alright with me. I
had enough of dead rabbits, vomit and the dark, mysterious world known
as the Department of Social Services.
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