Kicked Out!

Has this ever happened at your house? Sometimes, throughout the night, our boys each trickle in and climb in our bed. The bed gets more and more crowded, until finally Steve and I

end up in the boys' beds.

I always tell the boys that they're "killing me!" the next morning, but secretly, I love it. Who doesn't love to snuggle with their babies? Even (or should I say, 'especially') the big babies. Not enough years left of this for sure.