May 20, 2008
Last night, before I went to bed, I decided to check on James one last time. I was a little bit startled when I opened the door and found what I did. If you listen really, really closely you can hear him snoring. It's only a 30-second video and my kid is exceptionally cute, so go ahead and press play. And as an added bonus, you'll get to revel in my husband's manly voice.
He never even made it past the first page of that book. And yes, I promise that the child has a bed. I know that many of you disagreed, but let's just file this away as further proof that managing a three-year-old is undeniably similar to managing a super-affectionate friend who's had one (or four) too many.
My goodness, even the way he breathes is cute.