Well, I don’t know about you all, but I think this dude is super excited for Valentine’s Day.
Okay, maybe he’s not really conscious, but I do appreciate how lucky he is that his stuffed animal is waiting on the floor to cushion his head when gravity finally wins.
I do know it’s sometimes recommended to elevate your feet with a pillow, but someone needs to tell him this is not supposed to coincide with pitching headfirst off the bed.
Let’s hope he’s not lightheaded when he wakes. He needs those feet firmly on the ground to face that school Valentine exchange!
Happy V-Day to all, and to all a GOOD NAP.
Sometimes, while riding pink vehicles and snuggling your taggies, you just have to kick back in your man chair. Or, as in this case, under it.
Hey. A baby’s got to protect the delicate skin from the sun. You don’t want to look like a leather chair at age 60.
I stand and scream at them, “Go back under the sheltering soil, you numbskulls!” But tulips are not the smartest of the flowers (I bet you didn’t know that?) and they persist in pushing their optimistic little leaves toward the warm sun. Too bad we’re getting another cold snap this weekend.
And it’s right about now that my boys start asking when we are going on our summer vacation. I see, however, I am not the only parents suffering this type of premature anticipation.
This girl is ready to go. She’s got her cooler. She’s got her…fork. Not sure I’d let my two kids in the back of our vacation car with a fork, but okay. Also, she has a folding stool, so perhaps there’s camping in the future.
There’s also a lot of napping in her future. And maybe chilled juice boxes.
You go, girl. Now, about those tulips…
So, I’m on my fourth week of Weight Watchers and for some reason (gee, I can’t imagine?) I was drawn to this nap photo. I must say, that teething ring is looking pretty darn tasty right now.
I mean, it’s probably really low in carbs.
Excuse me while I sleep off this mid-morning snack attack.