The Princess and Me

Several weeks ago my Sweetie Pie got a new bed.



It's absolutely perfect for her little room and

more than fitting for our pint-sized princess.

It's complete with the cuddliest midnight black minky sheets

that are as soft as a well-loved furry teddy bear

with a little black minky pillow to match.

If the whole ensemble weren't so tiny

I'd be nestled in that bed for sure

(especially on chilly days like we're having lately)

with head buried beneath the covers

and no one would ever find me.

Even WonderBoy keeps trying to crash there however,

he's now tipping the scales at over 102 lbs so

I've deemed her bed

off limits for anyone over 75lbs...

which leaves everyone else in this house out!

There's just one little problem.

Sweetie Pie isn't having any of it.

There's one thing that apparently trumps

the softest, furriest, midnightiest, cudgiest sheets in the world

on the most adorable little bed ever....

Its that spot right between JR and me...

BULLSEYE!



She wrecks havoc on my REM sleep.

Poor JR, the light sleeper that he is, can often be found

wandering the house in search of

a comfy, quiet place elsewhere to rest his head.

But I thought about it and

honestly, I don't know what I'd do without her little heart right next to mine

after the 27 months +9 that we've been together.

Toss and turn as I do,

I realize that she's only this little once and these are the very best of days.

I've been trying to get in touch with my inner recyclist

in an attempt to

turn that precious little bed

somehow into a slightly oversized paperweight

or picture frame or doorstop, or placecard holder, or.....