Drew appeared in our bed this morning. Apparently, he had a bad dream and instead of crying and waiting for one of us to come and get him, he came on up and crawled into bed on the other side of Rich. Poor Rich had a wriggling child up against him starting at 5 am. Not so much sleeping this morning. I knew there had to be a bad side to teaching Drew that he could get out of bed on his own. Sigh.
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