This morning, Maverick woke up with a sleepy face... and one arm mysteriously twisted up in his PJs. I'm not totally sure how it got that way, but it didn't seem to bother him much. To me, it looked as though he reached under his shirt, and then pushed his hand back up through the neck... all while his arm was already in the sleeve. I can't imagine what was going through his head to make him want to do this, or how much effort it must have taken. Although, he is a bit of a night time traveler - he likes to root around and push himself into different corners while he sleeps. Chances are that this just happened during some routine scootching. Oh well, I'm glad that he was fine with it, and I'm extra glad it wasn't cutting the circulation off. I must say, though, the off-the-shoulder bed-head look is quite hip.
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Rachea. And I am a recovering Marthaholic.