I know – it looks fake, right? Even as I’m turning my head this way and that, I feel my upper abs getting tired.
If this is preferable to napping in his bed, perhaps it is time for something cushier upstairs? This looks less like a nap to me than it does like some late stage of a boot camp workout. Tis the season!
I’m moving this kid past toddler soccer and martial arts and straight on to Cirque Du Soleil, people. When he wakes up, that is.
Once I sell him to the circus, I can retrieve my magazine.