After a weekend of mom being gone at work, this is what I find when I get home. David takes me to work most days so he can have the car to take Abraham hiking or wherever. One night this past weekend, he decided to leave Abraham at home with Uncle Bertrand after a failed attempt at bedtime. Aber's is far to smart to fall for that trick. He knows if I've been gone all day that if he stays awake, dad will bring him to come and get me. The man cried most of the time, looked for us everywhere, including the garage to see where the 'burb was, and finally gave in after about 45 minutes. He first laid his upper body down on the couch, and then once asleep, pulled his legs up under him with his butt in the air. This is the final stage of falling off the couch when I got home and put him to bed. Poor guy. He got to come the next night.
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