One Sunday after church, we were relaxing enjoying a nice day. The snow was somewhat melting and the weather was warm enough for the kids to play outside. That was what they thought. They had been coming in and out which makes it easy to loose track of them. (I know that it is hard to believe) I had not seen Easton in a few and started to ask his brothers where he was. They all replied, "I don't know." We all scrambled to find him. Everyone was looking up and down the road. We looked downstairs and upstairs. I walked back into the kitchen to find him sleeping peacefully on one of our kitchen stools.
Easton had just recently learned to climb onto our stools, but hadn't mastered getting down. He must have been too tired to wait for someone to get him down and so he fell asleep. We were just happy that it wasn't Braxton or he might have rolled off in his sleep.
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beautiful pictures of an adorable sleeping boy
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