The other night, I was rocking my babies, and Bogey fell right to sleep. Double Bogey, did not. He fussed, tossed and turned, kicked, and wiggled. Finally, after a while, he rested his head on Bogey and wha-la! Fast asleep.
I was pinned to the chair.
Oddly enough, it felt a little deja vu.
It reminded me of the times when I was pregnant and I was pinned in the chair, getting kicked and beat from the inside, and too huge to move or get up.
Suddenly, I felt very claustrophobic.
But I couldn’t do anything about it, I did not want to disturb this sweetness:
The next morning, I walked into my bedroom to the sound of laughing and saw this:
Bogey was doing his best to get Mulligan to try his toes…Mulligan couldn’t stop laughing.
I think that these two should have been the twins. They have so many similar features.
I love my boys.