BB STILL comes and sneaks in my bed in the middle of the night. There will be a day where I go without sleep and fight this battle of helping him right back to his bed…
Last night was not that night. Instead, sometime in the wee small hours of the morning…I woke up to the strangest sensation!
Was I dreaming?
What IS that?
THEN, I opened my eyes…to see BB’s hand attached to his arm, which was carelessly flopped over his brow. This hand hung right over my head…and in his sleep…he was pinching my nose!
Truth my friends…so much stranger than fiction yet again.