Bubba came into my room while I was blogging this morning and ended up falling asleep on my bed. Yes, the bed is made. Sunday is the only day of the week that it happens because there's usually someone in it when I leave in the morning.
So here's the rare sighting. Bubba sleeping. He's not running his mouth about his latest computer conquest (he's a self-admitted computer geek). He's not chatting on his cell phone with a friend. He's just my little boy, sleeping in my bed.
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