Every few nights, my little guy sneaks into our room because he can't sleep. Or he had a bad dream. Or he just feels like it.
Regardless, I flag him into my bed because my butt is not gettin' up.
Recently I inquired why he is sneaking into our room at night. He told me it's because he "doesn't have anyone" when he gets afraid.
His older sister has the Moopa in her room. I have Daddy. The Sports Fanatic has his bunk bed.
Tonight when I went to say goodnight to dear LLG, he had solved his problem.
Thank heavens for the dog. She causes plenty of problems but she manages to solve them as well.
Have a fabulous Wednesday. The weekend is on its way!