Pleased as Punch


Avery woke up screaming in the middle of his night, which was about when we were going to sleep. His yell was so loud I thought something was eating him, or he'd fallen out of the crib, or he was suddenly incredibly ill.

Soooooo, he said he wasn't feeling well, needed ibuprofen, and needed to sleep in our bed. His scream made us think that this must be true.

However, when he arrived in our bed...this is how he looked. Pleased as punch. Like he knew he'd won, and he was where he wanted to be, and he felt FINE. Totally fine. NO illness whatsoever. Turkey.

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