I can sleep anywhere...

When Adam and I first found out I was pregnant, we felt the weight of raising a decent human being heavy on our shoulders--not to mention the fervent hope that he would one day embrace our faith, be able to put 2 and 2 together to get 4, and tie his own shoes.

We still feel that weight, and the weight of finding the best way to teach him through these stages of life. In turn, Zachary has given us the precious gift of laughter amidst the newfound responsibility. Every day he does something that gives us a chuckle, and many days he offers something that requires outright belly laughs.

Each night we check him in his bed before we turn in. Many times he's kicked off the covers, or scooted into the corner of his bed sleeping with his bottom in the air. Then there have been the times that we've found him without his jammies on...or his diaper. Well, this week we turned a corner. Upon entering his room, we couldn't find him. Where could he have gone without us noticing? So, we looked in the only logical place--underneath his bed. And this is what we found:

He had taken all of his friends under his bed with him and fallen asleep covered by the bedskirt...so we came in to a completely empty bed! Amazingly enough, he didn't wake up even though we took several pictures before moving him. There is always room for laughter, even under the bed.