Every night.
Mr. Roman is a twisty turny roving sleeper. The other morning I found him tangled up. This is not unusual. Only this time I thought to take a photo. A blurry one, but a photo nonetheless.
We watch too many movies. I always think of Back to the Future. Marty McFly goes back in time to his mom's childhood home. His uncle is just a baby. He tells him to get used to the bars (on the crib) because in the future he's got something of an incarceration issue. Don't get used to those bars Roman!
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