Sleep, Sleep, Sleep

We slept in until 9:45am today. By we I mean my son and I. It was unexpected. My wife woke earlier, but she stayed in bed looking at Instagram and reading a novel. We haven't slept in that late since before my son was born.

When we woke up my son said, "Adeu," which is goodbye in Catalan. He went under the covers. I couldn't find him.

"Where is he?" I said to my wife.

"Who?" she said.

"Our son."

"What son?" she said.

I woke up.

It was five am. But my son was sleeping next to me. I gave him a little squeeze. He was there, warm, snoring.