We have been playing musical beds lately, for a variety of reasons. Mostly because my back has been talking trash and Jethro has the best mattress in the house, so i have been claiming it under the Mama Says Sanctions. Gotta keep her happy, ya know.
Anyhoo, Jethro and Ellie May split the king night before last. In the very early morning hours, he came and crawled in the twin with me.
Which was doable once upon a time. But he has gotten longer, and i have gotten wider, and....well.....
I said, "Son, do you feel okay? What is wrong?"
To which he groggily replies, "I can't sleep with Darth Vadar."
Guess she takes after her daddy.
Wuddn't me.....y'all KNOW I don't snore.
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