JJ and I used to lay about on some mornings. I miss those times with him.
We had a contest one Sunday, to see who could stay in bed the longest, so you know it came down to bladder size and control. Those last few minutes were painful but funny. 🙂
I lost. I had to make and bring him breakfast in bed. We fed each other fruit dipped in whipped cream, and then we used what was left of that in other, more imaginative ways.
Losing has never been so much fun.