We have a little bed hog that sneaks into our bed every night around 3 am. She comes walking in with her pillow, her sippy of water, and her “noni” (pronounced naw-nee) which is her blanket. It’s a ratty old blanket that is stained up and completely embarrassing to take anywhere but she adores it. ”Noni” has been on top of a spaghetti plate, an airplane, and probably used as a cape for the dog. So “noni” joins us at 3 am as well. Even if I get pushed off the bed all night, it’s worth it in the morning.
This is what I wake up to each and every day.
