Last night, around 5:30, I had a little boy who wanted nothing but snuggles. I wanted nothing but to cook dinner for the 6 year old (who was quickly going off the deep end) and me, who was starving! So we compromised. Kicked it old school, with the trusty old sling. Totally awesome, totally snuggly, totally reminded me of the old days - Griffin and I used to rock that thing daily at dinner time. Sweet memories!