C onversation Ch ristmas Eve . I n my bedroom with youngest daugh ter w rap p ing bones for the do gs. " Awwwwww , Jess e's peeking!" "Jesse come!" "Jesse!!!" "He's pe e king again! " "JE SSE!" When we were done, he c ame in and sniffed the ent ire floor area, nosing around for that bone he smelled. He just kept walking do wn the hallway and s lowing pe eking into the bedroom door. That night he crawled up in bed wi th me and hubby, and lit erally put hi s head on the pillows b et w een the two of us. I went to be d, thinking he'll get up and leave when he' s ready. Not! At 7:3 0am Chris tmas morning, when our youngest daughter came rolling in to wak e u s up, I saw that Jesse was still in the same sleeping position as he was when I fell asleep. Ha ha ha ha! T hat little stinker knew he was getting a bone, and wasn't lea ving the area until he go t it. He has never don e this before. Ho...
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