This poor little guy is the prime target when he is sleeping. Whenever Scout and I — or Navy and I see Dash sleeping, we try to get his fingers out of his mouth, and replace them with out fingers. Or we tickle his eyelashes. Or we blow on him.
No matter what we do, he always ends up smiling or laughing — or best yet — he ends up telling me he loves his mom a “million”.
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