Saturday, April 9, 2011

sleep interrupted

Calvin rests on a chair in my office.

"Oh Calvin," I say.  "I'd like to sit down."

Calvin rolls around in disagreement.
(I start to laugh and take the picture a bit crookedly.)

Now he pleads, "Please don't make me move".

And so, I don't.  Calvin stays right where he is.

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