Sleepovers are far and few between. It's hard to explain to him that he needs to ask his friend what they want to do, and it's not all about him. Or when we offer the friend the sleeping bag-and there's a 1 minute panic attack-until mom gets the other one.
Thankfully they are side by side, watching the baseball game, chatting away.
Sleep tight my little man. I love you.
Location:Crankyville
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