Ok, so even after all of my yelling, threatening, and throwing, this is what I walked in to find after nap time…
I could have swore that I had the door to Nolan’s room shut all the way, but apparently not. I’ve tried to keep the darn cat off the kid, but the darn thing just sneaks his way in. I have to admit, Butterscotch handles Nolan pretty well – doesn’t even flinch when he grabs handfuls of hair and hide and pulls with all his might (I’m not even that tough) – but I would really prefer not to have the cat sleeping with the kid, at least until the kid is a bit older.
Here’s another picture, just for fun.