Time to invest in a humidifier, perhaps

Last night we finally broke out the space heater for our Siberian bedroom. Our house was already dry as a bone with the heat on, but this morning when I woke up, I felt like Arnold Schwarzenegger in Total Recall when his helmet breaks on the surface of Mars and his eyeballs are sucked out of his head. It was DRY, y’all. (By the by, I saw that movie at a very young age, and it traumatizes me TO THIS DAY. And that is why I can’t ever go to California.)

Anyhoo, I’m pretty sure the dryness was affecting Bug too, because he climbed into bed with us at 2am and kept waking up and whimpering and saying things in his sleep like “No more kisses!” Man, I sure would love to see the dreams of a three year old.

So today at naptime he was a wee tiny bit REALLY FUSSY, so to defuse the grumpy mood, I set up his tent to make nap super fun! And exciting!

And fortunately successful.

tent nap

Happy kiss-free dreaming, Bug.


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