Last night I got out of bed at 10:06 and I noticed Jack's light was still on.
I go marching my mad self down the hall, throw open the door and immediately start in when I see him laying there reading - "I am so tired of telling you to go to bed! Every single..."
When he saw this picture of himself this morning he said "I knew it! I was reading a sentence and the next thing I knew (snoring sounds)."
Now, *I* know he can't stay on it. The kids try and put him on it every single day and he rolls right off. Dave doesn't *know* that because he is at work during these shenanigans.
But wouldn't ya know? Dave plopped him on it and he stayed on it for a good long while. Bouncing up and down even. When he did eventually roll of it he looked so darn surprised. LOL
Yet again. (Poor thing has been busted so many times.)
This morning I needed it off the counter so I whipped out my paper stapler and stapled that sucker back together and hung it back up.
MacGyver for the win?
Thank God it's Friday.