So, despite our best efforts to turn Saturday into First Floor Saturday (meaning we wouldn’t leave the first floor all day), Lloyd had a concert so we had to clean up and get out of pajamas. He showered first, then we talked for a while while he reclined at the top of our steps. (It’s surprisingly comfortable.) He got sleepy, so I went to take my shower. When I returned, he had a stowaway.
Yes, she’s in his shirt with her evil eyes.