HomelessRoomless child?

(First things first, no I didn't have an affair with the cookie dough...we didn't even meet. So there!)

Popo didn't know what or where he wanted to sleep last night. I swear he went through all of our rooms/floors. After trying out everyone's "crib" he decided at the moment that the floor in the hallway was just fine! It was the cutest thing. I felt guilty as if he thought we didn't want him to sleep with us, but when I called him, he just ignored me :) He stayed there for at least 20 minutes, I thought he was sleeping. He finally dragged his blankey back in to my bed and snuggled against me. And of course, he was sucking his thumb on his right hand and his left hand was in my hair. He has this thing with hair, when he wants to be soothed, he wants hair. He is now starting to ask me for my hair. He loooved it when I straightened my hair, because it was down most of the time. But now that it's back to curly, I usually fa'a paku it (have it up in a bun). So now he says "Mommy, hair...peeeeeees" (that's how he says 'please'-lol). Too cute, I so need to get a picture of him doing that. I say "so" a lot don't I? Oh well.

 

Love,

me!