I went to get Ezra up from his nap a few weeks ago and he was still snoozing away.
Usually when I go in there he's awake already so this was a rare treat. He was so cute and sweet...as opposed to loud and naughty.
And then he woke up and made me remember why I like nap time so much...
Aw, but still so cute.
He's still a thumb sucker - gotta have an afghan blanket to do it though. In fact, Ezra was freaking out yesterday that Evie was wearing the blue afghan sweater Gramma K crocheted her that he used to drag around with him. He sort of forgot about it so I washed it and returned it to her closet.
This was a couple weeks later on Samuel's birthday. He must have been extra worn out that day.