I came home last night and Xan had gone to bed not long before. "Go say hi," Angela offered. "He's got to still be awake."
I went in his room. The covers, which usually I find tossed aside haphazardly, are this time over his face. I bend over to check him out.
Very slowly, the covers are pulled down by forces underneath them. A grin lies underneath. "I'm sleeping," he whispers.
"No, you're not," I laugh. "Not if you can tell me that you are."
"I'm sleeping," he repeats with the biggest grin, then slowly covers his face once again.
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I should note, by the way, that tonight he made his bunny rabbit -- a very cute, white, floppy thing -- pretend to eat my eyeballs out. "Does the bunny have fangs and big pointy teeth?" Alas, he doesn't yet get the reference.
Were you wearing a frilly night cap? Patty K
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