... comes resting hard. Elliot does this regularly: he'll be so caught up in whatever he's doing that he doesn't realise how tired he is and suddenly, in the middle of play, he'll plop down and start snoring. I think it's the cutest. He's the only baby I have ever had who will then let me pick him up (thus waking him slightly) and carry right on sleeping after being put into his crib, in a slightly more comfortable position. Though, you have to wonder with those flexible little limbs, he was probably just as comfortable like this.
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