Because he is just a puppy, and loves to lick Gwen until she is blue in the face, we have now stuck Wiley in the front seat (Yup, he rides shotgun), and us girls get the back seat. Wiley then proceeds to lay across the front seat with his head in Jason's lap, and over the course of the ride, tries to inch his way completely into the driver's seat.
|Snug as a bug :)|
|Haha, Mom, I'm riding shotgun and YOU'RE not!|
|Yup, here I am in the back.|
|And then he starts to inch...|
|At least I have a good view!|
On another note, I'm happy to report, that after a bit of stirring, a flip over, and some Mommy panic, Gwen slept the entire night on her belly! And I SURVIVED! Thank goodness... Guess that's just how she is comfortable.
Lots of love to you.