This is what happens when you tell Alistair that he is now old enough now to blow his sniffly nose by himself at night and doesn't need to wake me up for every snuffle. 🤷
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| He sleeps hugging the garbage can... |
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| ...after piling up an entire box of used Kleenexes on the floor. |
He is not THAT stuffy!
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