Sleeping with the Enemy...

.... Daddy's enemy, that is. Earlier this afternoon, I look over on the bed and see Zeke snoozing away, keeping his favorite toy (CUZ) close at hand. I wonder if he wanted to make sure his annoying sister Hazel didn't take it during his nap? Little did he know, she was passed out right behind him.



Why is the cuz his daddy's enemy? Because Zeke thoroughly enjoys squeeking it in daddy's face for several hours a day. Haha