The older I get the more i love my sleep. It seems like i also get a little more selfish. I like my space and like to sprawl out...especially after Kevin leaves bright and early. Well Rhett has been my WORSE child as far as getting in bed with me almost EVERY morning after Kev goes to work. Well he is almost 8 and its got to stop.
However this morning was one of those mornings at 5 am that he melted me.
Rhett: Smacking his lips together (very obnoxious)
Me: Rhett please don't do that...or you can go back to your bed WHERE YOU BELONG
ME: You little bozo...(i laugh a little)
Rhett: Mom I love you so much, leans over and gives me a kiss
Fine he can sleep in my bed until he's 16 :)