as I was finishing some laundry, I told Wilson to stay on Muskoka's bed (he was knocking over my beautifully folded piles). After putting some things away, and starting another load, I found him asleep. I quickly moved him to our bed (after taking a picture), at which time he quickly woke up and informed me that he would NOT be going back to sleep. He hopped out of our bed and went to the living room. I decided to capitalize on his time sulking on the couch and loaded up the dishwasher.And this is how I found him. Poor kid.
You know this is a joke right. Just a shameless way of explaining my poor parenting skills as I try to get my "chores" done around the house. Maybe I should just let him watch more TV!!!!