Andrew has given new meaning to the word couch surfing. Quite the opposite of its intentional definition, instead he hops, jumps and belly flops on the couch, much to my chagrin. He's old enough now to understand that if he falls off he will hurt himself, so he's somewhat careful in that respect. When I tell him to get off, he offers a compromise - "sit bum? sit knees?" I usually go along with it, and turn it into a cuddle/reading session under the blanket. As an aside, his hair is finally growing in and every time I see it, I do a double take. Being so used to having a baldie, it sort of looks like a wig to me! VERY curly in the back - the top just isn't long enough to curl yet.
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