So, we're sitting here tonight watching our shows, relaxing, you know the drill, when we hear this thump from upstairs. I'm thinking, "Oh, no. Brian just fell out of bed. Do I hear him crying?" We go upstairs (Troy needed a potty break anyway) and Brian’s lamp is on. I know I didn’t leave it on when I said good-night. I go in there and he’s sound asleep hugging like five books. One of them had fallen off the bed making the thump.
I can’t believe that kid!
Does that remind you of someone? I wonder how many times my mom found me asleep with my light on and a book in my hand. How many kids sneak a flashlight under their covers so they can keep reading the latest and greatest? We’re going to have to keep an eye on this one. . .
Does that remind you of someone? I wonder how many times my mom found me asleep with my light on and a book in my hand. How many kids sneak a flashlight under their covers so they can keep reading the latest and greatest? We’re going to have to keep an eye on this one. . .
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