D often crawls into our bed at about 3am, falls asleep and takes over the bed.
Well 2 nights ago she was already there asleep at midnight ! when we went to bed.
J, and I were talking about the games D was playing that day, especially the one where D pretends to be a sheep, who gets cold after being sheared, and goes and steals the wool back off of the farmer, and sticks it back on with tape…. ( yes my daughter has a strong imagination ! )
Half way through us talking about this … D rolls over to J, and says and says ” I was ……. er sheep…… er stick …. wool on…… tape ” then rolls over to me and continues to sleep !! the kinda thing you say when you are drunk….. well.. maybe that’s just me ?
I tell you, D never misses a thing….
currently listening to Lost In Translation – soundtrack cd