pinky up

Coughing was keeping him up, so Mike brought him in our bed for his nap.  Slept like an angel.

 

 

 

This bedhead.  I mean ...
I wish his 80's pouf of hair would flatten out and stay down so I could grow it out.

 

 

We couldn't stop laughing at him and his pinky.  Every time I would try and put it down, he'd pop it back up, never missing a beat.