Sleepy Boy Snugglers

Also, we listened to MGMT this evening, and I think he wanted to whistle along to I Found a Whistle. Which makes sense. Fact: I learned to whistle when I was nineteen. I hope he beats that mark.

I am still unable to blow bubbles. With gum. Perhaps we will learn together some day, when he is ten.

But not while we are sleeping. That would be dangerous.