Layton has this odd little habit. Anyone who has been around us for any length of time will have noticed it. He loves to hold onto and feel my undershirt while he drinks his juice or milk. It is comfort thing. It is rather annoying, so I finally decided to try to break him of the habit. Last Saturday morning, all the kids piled into bed with us as usual, and Layton was drinking his ritual cup of milk. He was doing pretty good without holding onto my undershirt and then about halfway through his drink he turns my head away from him and closes my eyes. Next think I know, I feel a little hand at my shoulder making a grab for my undershirt. I turn to him and ask, “What are you doing?” He then gets this stern look on his face and orders back, “Go to sleep.” He thought he could feed his habit if I was sleeping. Sneaky bossy little booger. Nathan and I laughed until we cried. It was awesome.