Eric came in earlier for help with his jammies. He brought me thick fuzzy footie jammies, and insisted on wearing them to bed (despite today’s 105F heat index).
It’s 11:30, and he just walked into the living room half asleep, heading for a cup of water. He’s sitting on the couch now, laughing at all the right (and most of the wrong) moments at Big Bang Theory.
He’s so cute he makes me hurt.