Leif has been a hoot and a half lately, SO easily entertained by the simple stuff. He has discovered how to propel himself onto our relatively high bed, and is clearly so proud of his achievement. Despite my attempts to actually make our bed everyday - the low-maintenance duvet that it is - THE thing to do at the Larsen house lately involves putting one's legs under the covers, flopping back onto the pillows, and saying (with a huge grin) , "Night, night!"
