The other night, we put Jake to bed, then Brian hopped in the shower (the bathroom is right next to Jake's room, so you can hear when the water starts running) A few minutes later, Jake started to call for me, I walk in & ask him what he needs & this is the conversation that then took place:
Jake: Daddy in shower?
Me: Yep, daddy's taking a shower.
Jake: *packs up all of his stuff, including his 2 stuffed animals, pillow and blanket, then stands up with a huge smile on his face* Ok, I go to mama's bed now!
What can I say, he's a smart kid....he knows I'm weak! It was like he was in there, just waiting for the water to come on so that he could try to make the great escape into the mama bed. (and it's always the mama bed....you ask him who sleeps there, he always says mama....he must think that daddy has to sleep on the couch with Gracie or something)
Here he is, one month old, having weaseled his way beside me in bed after nursing one morning :) Look at that little smirk that he has already!! Like, "ahhh yeah....they fell for it, I'm in their bed!"