I woke up to small warm body next to me taking up my half of the bed. When did he come in?
Every time I shoo him back to his room, he falls into a heap of excuses why my bed is better for him. His first excuse is "bad dreams." When I press for a description of the scary dream he fumbles. He eventually concocts a story which includes an invisible shoe chasing him. Hmmmm, if the shoe is invisible, how does he know that it is chasing him?
His other, overused excuse, is that he misses me. This generates no sympathy what so ever.
My back hurts, and since being woken up two times, I am tired. Kids in my bed is not good. Even if it is a king size mattress. No excusess.