guess what i was doing at 5:30a this morning. give up? pretending to be asleep, hoping that my baby would follow suit. did he? you ask. no, of course he didn't. so what did we do? you ask. well, we certainly didn't put him in his papasan in the bathroom with a loop of white noise playing on the computer and close the door. no, siree, we didn't. okay, maybe we did. but guess what. he fell right to sleep until 7:30a, waking me up just in time to see the bullet express infomercial. that kid of mine, how did he know i would rather watch early-morning infomercials than get extra sleep?
he needs to move to aunt may's house so that he can join in the chaos that begins before 6 am every morning! praying thatcher doesn't follow brother and sister's example.
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