Life of a Preschooler is HARD!

As I was cooking dinner, Patrick wanted to know where his blankee was. I was on the phone conversing with a friend and cooking dinner. I handed him his blankee and went about my business. I noticed that it was quiet except for the evening news in the back ground. I found it odd that he had not requested it to be turned to one of his favorite shows. I walked in the living room and found him sitting in the recliner with his head laid on the arm. I bent down and kissed his head. When I noticed he didn't utter a word, I looked closer and his eyes were closed. At this point I reclined the chair and laid his head back so that he wouldn't get a crick in his neck. I then went about my merry way of cooking dinner. Below are snapshots of him sleeping away while dinner was cooking. Guess the life of a preschooler is pretty rough!