So, Mike and I were continuing the joy of curtain-hanging (aka, I was making Mike help me play with them) and Mike was going into the nursery to retreive something he had left in there.
All of a sudden I hear Mike say “AMANDA! COME HERE QUICKLY!”.
I hurry as much as a fat pregnant woman can, assuming that Ian has made a big mess and is in big trouble. I get into the room and I see Mike pointing to the corner of the nursery.
To the bassinet.
Where Jellybean is curled up.
As if he owns the place: