Basically, unless you lock the door, you’re likely going to get company. I’ve had a few days recently that he’s been so sleepy in the morning and merely wanted to be held. Needless to say, that included the times I was in the bathroom. While crying, he crawled up on my lap, snagged his hair with one hand and grasped mine with the other. He was then a very content guy. Even though that wasn’t ideal timing, Q is still the most adorable, precious little man. Not that I’m biased or anything.

Since I know you NOBODY wants to see a picture of that, here’s a picture of little Q smiling with his plug in. Nope, we haven’t gotten him broken of that yet. Have a relaxing day!

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