I admit…by the time the kids have been fed dinner and we manage to get them bathed and ready for bed, we’re pooped. All we want to do is sit in front of our laptops and pretend our only responsibility is to catch on celebrity gossip (me) or read up on what albums are being released next week (Tom). We ping-pong the kids back and forth until we finally get them in bed and then collapse in a heap of exhaustion.
After we got Shep settled, Tom went to put Ellery down, and I headed toward my laptop, when out of the corner of my eye I saw Neko, diving off the edge of the couch in an effort to gain my attention. Instead of communing with my electronic friend, I grabbed a blanket and headed for the couch. “I need a Snuggle Buddy,” I announced.
Neko and I buried ourselves under a blanket and tuned in to see what Elmo was up to today. And then Ellery decided that sleep was for the weak, so she joined us. And then when Otto climbed on the couch, Neko noticed we were out of blanket, so she thoughtfully went to her bedroom and got one for him. Because, clearly, you cannot be a snuggle buddy without a blanket.