Hubby is hunting again. I know, I know. I am the nicest wife on the planet. What can I say? It's just my sweet nature I guess.
Anyhoo, Hubby has been gone since Wednesday morning and that means Bram gets to sleep with me. I love it when he sleeps with me. Bram is a good kid sleeper. No kicking, no foot in the face, no getting shoved to the edge of the bed. Just a lot of snuggles and cuddles.
I woke up very early this morning. As I was laying there debating on whether or not to just get up or try to go back to sleep, Bram started to snore. Then he coughed, tooted, made a smacking noise, scratched his belly, rolled over, and fell right back to sleep.
It was like Hubby had never left. Precious.