That Little Stinker

Declan must have felt the loving vibes I was sending through cyberspace just now and said “I’LL SHOW YOU.”

I heard several thump-dee-da-dee-dumps upstairs and I went to investigate.

As I entered his room, there was Declan. On his new bed. With about 50 Band-Aids spread around him. Obviously, not sleeping.

The little stinker. I had to turn my back as I put the Band-Aids back into his dresser drawer and sternly told him to GO TO SLEEP – because I was actually laughing my ass off.

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