#Chapter30-03
During his stupidity, he didn't notice my arms sneaking up. A sharp squeal sounded as I grabbed him, pinning his arms to his sides and rolling so he was trapped under my chest. "It is. Look, you're my new bed."
The fake snores had him hysterical. He tried to shove me off, but the weakling didn't stand a chance. "So comfortable, Lou. You're just perfect for my nap."
"No, daddy," he denied. "I so uncomftabul. sleepie on mommy instead."
"He's not as soft as you." More fake snores. My head was against his at this point and in bid to try and throw me off, his head was whipping side to side, his hair flopping around.
It went on for a while. He'd push. I'd drop more of my body weight on him. He'd call me names, I'd snore louder. He'd giggle, whine and fight, I'd ignore him. He
