This morning I couldn’t resist climbing into bed with Dean when I went to wake him up. As he stretched, he wrapped his arms around me and pulling me closer. It seemed like he was waking up but then he started mumbling unintelligibly and I thought for sure he was just talking in his sleep…

Dean: Good morning Mr. Nosal. Good morning Mr. Smelly.
Mommy: What are you saying, buddy?
Dean: I’m waking up Mr. Smelly and Mr. Nosal. [pointing to his nose and right eye respectively]
Mommy: Your eye is Mr. Nosal?
Dean: Yes. I am still trying to wake up Mr. Moseke [indicates his left eye]
Mommy: Oh?
Dean: And Hole Jr. just isn’t getting out of bed! [pointing to his left nostril]

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