My Sweet Boy

Boring post title for a cute story. Whatevs.

For the past few months, Carson starts to stir around 4a or 5a in the morning. Because we don’t him to wake Mallory with his stirring, we usually bring him to our bed where he likes to lay on top of me with his legs spread over my hips. He usually falls right back to sleep that way, but because I don’t like to sleep on my back, I usually lay there, wide awake, trying to listen to his breathing to decide when I can safely roll him to the side so I can either roll over too, or I can wake up.

On the bowl trip, Rick retrieved Carson one morning and brought him to our bed. I was really tired and didn’t want to be pinned to the bed wide awake, so when Rick climbed in bed, I rolled away from the two of them, onto my tummy, hoping Carson would just snuggle up against me and fall asleep.

Ahhh, he did just snuggle against me…for a few minutes.

But then he threw a foot over my hip, climbed on my back, and laid his whole body down on my back and fell asleep.

I guess he showed me.

PS – Grandpa – I’m pretty sure I have some improper lay/lie/laid usage here. I expect you’ll correct me. Thanks.