This is Davis sleeping on the ground at the foot of our bed...
which can only mean one thing.
Thunderstorms.
Well, either thunderstorms or growing pains.
Make that thunder storms, growing pains, or bug bites that itch.
But on this particular night it was thunderstorms.
Three nights in a row.
Back when we only had two kids, stormy weather warranted a free night in our bed,
but obviously we had to put a stop to that craziness, so this is the compromise.
1 comment:
Oh no! Ella sleeps with us during storms. Will they manage on their own?
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