My partner to say the least is a heavy sleeper. If there’s any word to describe how heavy a sleeper he is I would like to know it.
When he was in high school he slept through a fire alarm, I’m talking the loud belching fire alarms that go off to evacuate shopping centers, well he slept through and only woke up to a fire fighter shaking him awake.
So yeah he’s a heavy sleeper.
Anyway, like any other morning when our oldest wakes up he gets her out of bed and takes her into the lounge room, while I boob out youngest.
You may of guessed he fell asleep, he didn’t only fall asleep, he fell into one of his deep sleeps. Well our miss poppy ran amok she got into everything, toys and her textas, even her christmas presents.
No she didn’t draw on the walls, instead she got into her little sisters nappy bin, she got a poopy nappy out and put it right next to dads face.
He slept there for a while longer.
Well dad it’s time to wake up and smell the Rose’s.
The Lazy Mummy.