Devan still sleeps in our bed...I know, he's 3 years old and he shouldn't, but even if we fight with him half of the night to sleep in his own bed, in the morning we find him right snug between us.
Tonight after I put him to bed (in our bed) I sat outside the door to make sure he stayed put. He came out a few minutes later and sat down next to me.
Me- Devan go back into bed or you'll have to sleep in your bed by yourself.
Devan- (*hugs me and continues to hold me, looks up and smiles) You're kidding Mom, you're kidding
Me- (*trying not to laugh) No, Devan, I'm very serious, you will have to sleep by yourself if you don't get back in bed right now!
Devan-(*hugs me again, and lets a little giggle) You're kidding, you're kidding
SIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH, Why doesn't anyone take me serious? Oh and as I type this he is plugging my nose and asking to watch Thomas, Fox News, and the Disney Channel. Oh wait, now he's grabbing my empty plate and congratulating me on finishing my sandwich..."Yay mom, you ate your sandwich all gone." (as he claps)