Here's the thing: Like I've said before, he is an enormous cuddlebug. His little heart is the size of his entire body and he loves his mommy with every single inch of it. (And his mommy loves him right back!) BUT, this is not something I need affirmed at 5:00 in the morning.
|I am the cutest bed buddy ever!|
|You awake yet? ARE YOU? ARE YOU? ARE YOU?!?!|
He's so cute all night -- he loves to cuddle my head and he falls asleep at the foot of the bed like a good boy... but come 5:00 a.m., he becomes this Moo Monster, trying to crawl up my nose and into my dreams.
What do you guys think? I don't even know if I have the heart to do it, but I'm really thinking about it.
In other news, this is how Pimp sleeps all night. Like an absolute angel.
|I'm the good boy.|