Wesley just scared the daylights out of me – we had put him to bed several minutes before, and as I came out of the kitchen, I happened to notice his door was open.
If he gets up after we’ve put him to bed (which, frankly, is several times a night, every night) we always hear him and send him straight back to bed.
This time though, his door was open, but I didn’t see him anywhere. I asked Daniel if he saw him come through the living room – he said no and headed down the hallway to look in Wesley’s room.
I turned around to sit on the couch and SCREAMED BLOODY MURDER when I saw a tiny face hidden amongst the pillows. The whole time, he was hiding on the couch with my blanket pulled over him, not making a sound.
Talk about sneaky!
I hope everyone is having a great night! We’re (obviously) spending it at home, but in my head I’m at a party wearing this dress and a gold paper crown and drinking something delicious and bubbly. Maybe you’re at this imaginary party too? Come say hi!
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