Falling asleep on your 4 year old's bed for the night hurts. I don't know what happened. One minute I was tucking the little man in, the next minute it's 5:15 in the morning and I'm curled up on the edge of his bed on a tiny little bear pillow. I hadn't budged, I hadn't moved. As a matter of fact I was so asleep that when I woke up I was in a bit of a panick - it took me a good 30 seconds to figure out where I was.
I'm stiff, my neck is kinked, and I'm incredibly tired. And what's worse . . . 45 minutes after I returned to my own bed . . . in comes the pitter patter of little feet to crowd my queen bed to 3! Once again I'd been pushed to the edge, the little man wins again!
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