This is me and mom’s leg in the picture – snort. Every night after dinner and dishes, me and mom snuggle on the couch. It’s our time. Mom kicks the recliner back and we pull the blankets close to get all comfy and snuggable (you can see my Egyptian cotton sheet up there with us – it’s so silky!).
She pets my back while she catches up on her emails, blogs, Facebook and watches television. It’s our bonding time. I keep my snout right on her leg so I know if she moves. That’s how deep I sleep.
Sometimes I sleep so deep, I actually snore. I can’t help it. I know I’m completely safe right there next to mom and she won’t let anything happen to me.
Every night when it’s time to go to bed, me and mom go through the same game. She starts softly telling me, “Bacon, wake up, it’s time to go to bed”. Do you know how ironic that is? Mom – I’m already asleep in bed – snort. So every night I pretend to be asleep and hard to wake up. Sounds like a typical kid putting off bedtime doesn’t it? She’ll keep being persistent like a fly buzzing around your head, “Bacon, it’s time to go to bed young man.” And, me being pig headed like I am will continue to pretend to be asleep.
Then mom picks up her tone a bit and tells me, “If you don’t go get ready for bed now, you’re going to miss your bedtime story.” Bedtime story – did someone say bedtime story? Of course, I immediately wake up to this, jump down and run to my room to get ready for bed. By the time mom brushes her teeth and comes in my room, me, Bashful and the other rock clan are safely in our bed. Mom always tucks us in, kisses us both goodnight and reads us a story. You can’t miss her bedtime stories!
But tonight on the couch after dinner, we’ll go through the same thing all over again. Why? Because it’s what me and mom do of course – snort.
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