When Daddy was out of town, Riley wanted to sleep in Mommy's bed. I let him.
Then I didn't sleep because he was all over the place.
The next night, he wanted back in my bed. No. I suggested the couch instead. Riley, being Riley, completely ignored me, climbed into bed, and gave me his hazel-eyed puppy look. Fine. I said he could cuddle for a few minutes and then move to his bed or the couch. He snuggled up and fell asleep.
I planned to move him. But, by then, I was very tired. So I let it ride.
Which is why I slept with a skull against my back all night long.
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