I can’t put him to bed….
He’s happily sitting on the couch watching Clifford, and I can’t bear to hear him scream “Mama, ‘ifford, play, mama, *kissing noises*, wuv!!” if I put him in bed. Nevermind that he is tired and should have been in bed an hour ago. He’s happy and I’m happy, and some days that’s all that matters. *goes off to cuddle with him in bed and let him sleep on my chest*
Yup. I’ve been in that situation before. Only it wasn’t soy milk. Just the regular kind… That cold really wakes you up fast, doesn’t it. heehee