This is what I wake up to almost every morning. I put him in his own bed each night and sometime between midnight and 5am this boy makes his way into my bed. I want to say I hate it and I REALLY need to break him of this habit, but the few times he has slept through the night I admit I miss him soooo much. My baby just turned 4 and is no longer a baby. How do I know? He is too big for Carters' footy jammies. So I just enjoy these moments while I still have them.

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