One time last week when I picked David up from school, he fell asleep on the way home. Considering we live .74 miles from the school, he must have been really tired. I think it's all of that changing in and out of snow pants all the live long day that is wiping him out.
Because he was bundled in said snow pants, along with boots, gloves, and a heavy winter coat, I just left him out in the garage to finish his nap. I figured he was dressed warmly enough for our garage. Heck, he was dressed warmly enough for the Iditarod.
I thought he looked so angelic, asleep in all of that snow gear. I couldn't bear to wake him.
