While embarking on a few minutes of shutting my eyes in an attempt at non-parenting, I received a few doozies from the RoDog!
After tickling me under the arm pits with the intent of waking me up I hear Ro exclaim your arm pits are like cactus's ( I will inform him of the pluralization of cactus later, sometime after I shave the cacti).
Still trying his damnedest to get me to stop 'resting my eyes' he kicks me in the stomach (gently I swear). With an amusement stemmed from years of arm flexing and spinach eating he informed me you don't have stomach muscles at all. I kept him updated about the toil a couple of babies can take on a mothers body.
After attempting in vain to get him to nap with me I am told that he only naps with daddy. Now getting angry at my trying to convince him to lay with me he yells you will not have a party in your dreams tonight! Oh the threats.............