Ah, the floor. A perfect place to nap. Wait, what? Floor? NAP? This is odd behavior for The Boy.
I don't know what happened. The Boy was playing, we sat down for a late lunch and then all of a sudden he was conked out on the floor with his blankies. He's snoring even. It's louder than blazes in here too. There's a leaf blower outside growling like crazy, Wilco is on the iPod and 3 grown men along with me talking and eating. But he's on the floor asleep. Yet another sign he's leaving baby land in the dust. I gotta go weep now.
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