In the mornings, Oliver used to jump on me when he woke up. It was quite annoying, to be jarred from sleep with four pug paws pressing into your stomach and face.
Recently Oliver has stopped jumping all over me, which I credit in part to his maturing and being able to hold it together more so than before. Now, he just crawls closer to my face, and stares. He stares at me as if the staring would will me from sleep. And when my eyes pop open, he gets really excited.
Here’s the face I wake up to now.
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