Rascal

I took this photo with my blackberry last night, OHHH, around 12am when I finally got to bed. He’s in my bed. He’s FULLY not sleeping. He’s pretending.

The Rascal has mercilessly taken up my entire pillow AND side of the bed for the past couple of weeks, and, as you can see, I finally put my foot down. At 12am last night, when I lifted his red-faced, whimpering little self out of his crib, I told him he was NOT allowed to sleep with me UNLESS he moved his heavy little head to the VERY end of my pillow.

So, there he is. He understands everything. His head is at the VERY end of my pillow — between our two pillows — and he’s FACE DOWN. I obviously didn’t want him sleeping face down. But, he insisted. He was ACTUALLY going to obey the rules. And, lo and behold, I slept last night, I SLEPT LAST NIGHT, with the cheaty little guy beside me. Only his heavy little head ended up on my back and then by my feet. We are getting this co-sleeping thing down to a science. As my boyfriend Tim Gunn would say, we are MAKING IT WORK. Even though we are so not the co-sleeping type. At all.

I secretly love it, though. The morning cuddles, ESPECIALLY, are irresistible. Oy!

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