the transfer

Around 8:00 each night, Gordy and I get comfy on the couch where he enjoys his dinner.  Once he's finished (passed out with his mouth open), I put him in his swing next to the couch so we can keep an eye on him while we enjoy the rest of our evening.  At about 10pm, I "turn into a pumpkin", so we close up shop and head to bed.  Initially, we took great care to not jostle or disturb Gordy while moving him from the swing to the bedroom.  But overtime, we realized that he too was "a pumpkin".