Murphy fell asleep in my arms today during a Golden Girls marathon. He was so sick and so we stayed in all day. He started crying unexplicably and so I was all maternal and what-not and held him and wrapped him up tight in a blanket and he totes fell asleep! Then he got all sweaty and stinky after napping for an hour (and two episodes of GG) and so I blew on him and then eventually since that didn't work because I was worried that my breath stunk and so I moved him to his own little section of my sectional. Then he woke up and ate more popcorn.
Just another day in auntie-ville. I love that little bugger.