Me sleeping in my bed, 6:30 a.m.
Luke walks in carrying three stuffed animals (his "moose on the loose," "Jeff the giraffe," and his "giraffe puppet") and a sippy cup of water, climbs up on my bed and snuggles on in.
I roll over, and continue to snooze.
A little later he's hunching over me, poking me in the face and saying, "Pssssst!! Mom!! Pssst!"
I look over my shoulder say, "huh?"
"I tooted."
And then he kisses me on the cheek.
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