Little Doubting Thomas Scene 150

He crawled over to the blanket and sat back on his legs, his knees folded beneath him. Thomas grabbed a corner of the blanket in one hand, brought it up to the side of his face and smiled as he felt its’ soft, fuzzy texture against his cheek. As his blood sugar rose from his huge breakfast, he began to feel drowsy. Slowly, the front of his body tipped forward and he laid the side of his face down on the floor of the playpen, still holding his blanket grasped tightly in his tiny fist, with his knees tucked beneath him and his thickly diapered bottom in the air. His eyes closed as he unconsciously put his thumb in his mouth and fell into a deep slumber.