Ernie will not go to bed. He’s falling asleep, in fact he wadded himself up in a little ball but he won’t leave.
He’s been on my shoulder since at least 4:00 and maybe longer. It’s 11:22.
Maybe he is afraid of his new toy. Maybe he’s hoping someone will make spaghetti. MAYBE HES GROWN TO MY COLLARBONE.
He’s been on my shoulder since at least 4:00 and maybe longer. It’s 11:22.
Maybe he is afraid of his new toy. Maybe he’s hoping someone will make spaghetti. MAYBE HES GROWN TO MY COLLARBONE.