So I never moved Jacob out of our
bed, or even tried it, until he was old enough to
climb up on his own
into a big - boy
bed and fall asleep there... some years
later.
After long days of running around the city for photo shoots and meetings, we returned to our quaint little inn tuckered out, ready to
climb into our fluffy, four - poster
bed for some girl talk, a glass of chardonnay, and
late night edits to the following day's feature.