3 years, 8 months.
As I picked you up from school last Friday, I learned that it was your turn to take home the class pet, Snoopy, for the weekend. You were so excited!
You took the stuffed animal everywhere- as we ran errands, as we went out for dinner, to church…
Then on Sunday afternoon, you proactively arranged for Jack to find our Peanuts DVD (which I didn’t realize we still owned) and spent an hour or so watching Snoopy on TV.
This just so happened to be during the time slot I was going to make you take a nap.
Snoopy saves the day!