|No, I don't sleep with my glasses on. But I do|
need them to take a picture!
At night he believes he is Casanova. Or something. He climbs on my head and sucks on my hair. He licks my face and tries to lick inside my nose. No, not allowed, Emmett. He flops his whole body across my neck or worse - my face, sometimes waking me up by not allowing me to breathe!
Yes, he loves me. I know he's trying to love on me. Or something. But it's really hard to get any sleep with him around. People suggest locking him out of my room at night. For a while I wore little caps to bed to keep him away from my hair.
But the problem is, while I'm pushing him away .. while I'm whining at him to stop .. while I'm moving him so I can breathe .. I am smiling.
Because yes, Emmett loves me. And this is the way he shows me.