The other night Mike and I had put the kids to bed and we were enjoying the fact that we could have a conversation together. Well a few minutes later we heard the pitter patter of little feet upstairs. Mike stands up to check and we hear the little "spy" running back to his room. If you have seen the increadibles and know the sound dash makes when he runs, that's what it reminded me of. So we went back to talking and a few minutes later we hear a noise in our room, so mike checks it out and Ben is in our room playing with the ever forbidden BMW key. When he sees dad he hurridley puts the key back like nobody's bussiness, and then goes back to bed. (If he wasn't so cute we would have to be a little more upset by now) So again we start talking and we hear a noise in our room, so Mike sneaks up there to scare him, which he does and Ben in a panic screams "I'm not playing with your BMW key because I don't know where it is!"We got a good laugh out of that one. Again we sat on the couch but we didn't hear anything for awhile. Mike went to check up on Ben and he was nowhere to be found in his room, or our room, or anywhere upstairs. Mike came downstairs and guess who was around the corner...sound asleep.
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Being a spy is hard exhausting work! (Love that little Ben of yours!!)
PS. Was SO fun to hear your voice on the phone this morning! Miss you!
Looking for keys morning until he drops.
He just wants to be close to you. Who can help it? Maybe he thought you were going to make some Shrek Shakes without him--that's what Chad would do.
eThat is soooooooo funny. He must have been really tired to fall asleep on the floor.
I totally wish that I could fall asleep wherever I want and then someone will pick me up, brush my teeth, wash my face, then tuck me in. Mmm...the good ol' days.
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