It's tiring being (almost) 4...

After our day of watching the inauguration, hitting the library and museum.... Aidan was pooped. He fell asleep in the car at 5 p.m. after dropping Ryan off downtown and slept until 8 a.m. the next morning! Luckily, he's gotten into a habit of putting his pajamas on at 3 p.m. everyday so he was ready for bed...

I kept moving him around the house, trying to get him to wake up. It was reminding me of "Weekend at Bernies." Morgan was pretty entertained by my antics, at least someone was! When I took off his coat, I was only a little shocked to find a flashlight turned on, resting inside his coat against his stomach. Why not? At least he's prepared!