The other night, I put Noah to bed after Nathan left to get a haircut. There hadn't been so much as a peep coming from Noah's room until Nathan got home. By this time, it was a good 45 minutes after his bedtime, and apparently he was still awake. So Nathan went in there to check on him. The next thing I hear is, "Lauren, we have a problem."
"Oh no," I thought. "I bet he threw up or something." Great. So I went into Noah's room, only to find that he had found a slit along the seam in his pillow and had spent the last half hour pulling out all the stuffing. Ha! When Nathan went in, he saw that boy hugging a wad of stuffing like it was a stuffed animal. Nathan couldn't figure out what it was until Noah threw it and it floated.
I mean, it's definitely more fun to pull the stuffing out of your pillow than to sleep. Wouldn't you agree?
2 comments:
That's too funny! Simon and I were both laughing out loud at Noah's antics. You do have a mischievous one on your hands. :)
do you have a picture? That's pretty funny.
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