I don't really need to be rocked to sleep anymore. I've developed a new habit. One that may be worse than the old one. But sort of funny.
I like to climb all over mum or dad before I finally fall to sleep. And I really like to fall asleep draped all over them.
It's quite a sight to watch me get comfortable. And then mum and dad say it's quite a job getting out of the room without me noticing. Very hard, especially seeing they're underneath a sprawled out baby.
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