Matt was out of town last night working on a prison network in Rawlins. The boys always beg to sleep in our bed and last night I gave them a treat. Anybody who wanted to sleep in my bed was invited with the exception of Abbey. Elijah didn't want anything to do with it. Joe got in and 5 seconds after he was squished in the middle later, he was out and in his own bed.
Left over we have from left to right, Silas, Titus, Sam, (Mom-missing), Gideon, and Luke.
The boys kept kicking the covers off and I kept pulling them up. I decided it was unfair for me to make them hot so I got out of bed and put on a sweatshirt. I was still cold and they continued to kick off the covers. I was also hopelessly squished, so I laid horizontally across the end of the bed with my own blanket.
This morning when the kids got out of bed they described their experience as frozen solid. Maybe I should have been selfish and kept pulling up those covers.
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What a memorable experience. The only time I ever had a child in my bed was when Bekah and I had the stomach flu. Chris thought it would be a good experience. That it was not! Maybe we'll try it again though.
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