I really don’t know what it is about my offspring that makes them so comfortable sleeping in these ridiculous foot-dangling positions. Seems like a sign of awesomely strong abs, if you ask me.
I mean, was he like a thirsty man in the desert…crawling toward the couch with his last ounce of strength? Never to pull himself completely onto its luxurious oasis?
Now THAT is putting your feet up.