sharing a bed

Cody wole up this morning at 4. I tried to be aware enough to keep him on the bed with me while I kept my eyes closed and pretend to be asleep. A million times I reminded myself to trim his razor sharp talons when we got up. Is my face bleeding from his game of nose grab? At one point I thought I was going to have to call someone to come with scissors to cut him from the tangle he crawled into in my hair. But at 6am I gave up and turned on the light when he gave me warm slimy mouth to nose resuscitation.

ah... the joys of parenthood.