Sleeping Beauty

So Greyson and I were playing this afternoon. I had a playsilk over my head and was pretending to be asleep. He pulled the silk off and I whispered that he had to kiss me to wake me up. He kissed me and I made a big deal of waking up. He found it hilarious. So I lay down again and pull the silk over me, all the while thinking of how cool it is that we can have this kind of imaginary play now (and fairy tale play to boot). I'm actually getting warm fuzzies. I close my eyes and snore. He pulls of the silk and I pucker up. Then he sits directly on my face. Oh well.