Last nite, Thrash was playing with his stuffed squirrel and tossing it around. Time for bed, I called him upstairs and told him to get in bed. But no.....he bounced around some more, killing the ucky stuffed squirrel for the upteenth time. In the meantime, I logged on the computer and checked email and all that stuff. All of a sudden, it was quiet and I walked back in the bedroom and there he was - crashed out with his squirrel buddy where it lay, right by him, snuggling with it as best he could. I couldn't help myself, I retrieved the camera and captured my little son's snoozy moment.
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