The bed is his favorite. I can't blame him, it's my favorite too! He loves to get in under the blankets and lay on the pillows. Then I have to tuck him in. Unfortunately, most of the times I let him in is after I've already made the bed for the day. It's okay, though, he's so little it only takes a second to remake it.
I love to lay down next to him once he's made his way in. He closes his eyes with a smile on his face and waits for me to lay next to him. Then I start making snoring noises and he joins right in. The snoring is hilarious and only last a few seconds because it's interrupted by fits of laughter.
Of course after I hear a good giggle from him I don't want it to end. His laugh is one of my favorite things in the world. I lift up his arms and immediately start attacking his armpits for some more laughter. These are the good times. I don't know how I'd survive without these moments of pure bliss.
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