When Daddy's away, we do bedtime a little differently. We do joint stories in Cody's room, and then I do cuddles and prayers with Cordelia in her room, then go back for extra bonding and an extra story with Cody. Cordelia loves this--because it means we do stories in "the cruise ship." Meaning Cody's bed. He is less fond of this adjustment to his routine than she is, not surprisingly. He mostly just looks stressed, gathering his stuffies around him and trying in vain to hold on to his pillows. But every so often there are moments of sweetness. Well, seconds, anyway.
(She's actually kissing him here, not trying to pull his hair out. That happened three seconds later.)
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How wonderful, even if fleeting! I have never cuddled in a cruise-a- ship, myself, but it sure looks like fun. Also, I just love saying cruise-a-ship.
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