Dear Grayson,
Please stay in your bed. We mean it. Stay. In. Your. Bed.
We can hear you switching your light off and on. We can hear you crack open your bedroom door. We can hear your footie pajamas scurrying down the hall before you peak around the corner.
You know the drill. You know we're going to make you go straight back to bed, so let's just move past the games and stay in bed.
XOXO,
Your loving parents
2 comments:
Gray, you just can't have any fun at all, can you? u no who
You go, mom and dad! Hang in there and hold the line! Love, Aunt KM
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