janu somtimes falls out of bed into this strategically placed beanbag.I have such good memories of this bean bag growing up - curled up in front of the heater reading books, or laughing so hard I almost pee'd myself watching faulty towers. in the morn Janu rolls out on purpose (it's often the sudden squish! sound that wakes us up). If only he'd just sit there reading quietly. His next words are 'mum, i want you!'. it's not usually light, but i do get to see some stunning sunrises. not that i want to see them.
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