So, I was reading some blogs tonight and I hear Makoa's door open and close. (He's already been put to bed three times.) He comes in the room with his truck and without turning my head, I tell him to go back to bed. He, of course, ignores me and continues to play.
I am totally immersed in what I am reading and I feel this gentle touch on my arm. Makoa had his head down, his arms behind his back and he was taking tiny steps closer and closer to me.
I just look down and laugh, "What are you doing, buddy?"
He looks up at me with binky in mouth and big eyes and grins.
So, what's up? It's like he is just waiting for me to get mad at him so he'll go back to bed. What a stinker! I think that he knows how cute he is and that's why he pulls it off.
I know, I know! I'm in trouble! :)
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