Bed Wrestler

My aunt and her family were also at my parents' house for two of the nights that I was there with the boys. This meant that I slept in a queen size bed with all three older boys. This also meant that I discovered that we have a bit of a bed wrestler.

Boy was Philip all over everyone! He would kick this way and that, He would lay on Brennan, then Nicholas, and then over to me. I am a heavy sleeper, but this was getting crazy! I couldn't believe the way Brennan and Nicholas slept through it all!
Well, almost...

At one point, Philip rolled up right next to Nicholas. I was awake, as I had just been the recipient of a loving kick in the ribs, courtesy of our little kickboxer. I watched as Philip poked and prodded Nicholas, yet neither made a sound. Finally as Philip settled in close, Nicholas merely wrapped one arm around Philip. So sweet!

Philip promptly pushed Nicholas with a resounding "Get off me!". Apparently what is good for the goose is NOT good for the gander!

You know, now that I think about it, Philip was the one we moved out of our bed and into a crib at the early age of about 5 months. Now I remember why!