Father and son

When Andy first began sleeping in his toddler bed, I was the one who always put him to sleep. These days Andy loves Lance so much that he won't let me put him to bed anymore. If I even start carrying him into his room he freaks, reaching for Lance, kicking and screaming, trying to push off of me. When Lance is holding him and starts heading to his bedroom, Andy turns around and waves bye to me with a big smile on his face. "See ya later, Mom; Dad and I are going to hang out in my room!" Lance usually ends up falling asleep with him, all curled up in the toddler bed together. There have been a few nights when Andy outlasts Dad, and comes crawling out of his room with a big smile on his face, and I have to go in and wake Lance up:)