French la Vie

Last night, I spent the evening with Gabriel. After some stories, painting, dinner, and conversation, I held him in my arms until he was fast asleep.

In the morning, after kicking off the blankets he rolled over and said, “Vavie, you snore… a lot.”

Acting surprised, “So I’ve been told,” I said, “but I don’t hear it.”

He thought that was really funny and giggled quite a bit. I squeezed him, “Did I wake you up with my snoring?”

He said, “I don’t know. But I woke up and I could hear you snoring. And after a while, I thought, How am I ever going to go back to sleep?”

I laughed so hard— and he joined me.

I asked, “Did you go back to sleep?

He replied, “Yeah… I don’t know how.”