After so many snow days, it’s a wonder if everyone’s house doesn’t look like this. I guess it’s not so unusual to find my oldest sleeping (by choice) on the floor of our sort-of-chilly basement, surrounded by pillows.
What I did think was notable was his overly thoughtful pose.
This actually reminds me a lot of the studied head-prop we all cultivated in order to appear that we were awake in class when we were actually nearing the drooling point.
I see great things ahead for this young man…scholar of sleep.