Short Term Memory Loss
I MEANT to write about this last week.
It's late. It's a school night. C has finally gone off to bed when I hear the pitter patter of size 5 feet in the kitchen.
Me: What are you doing up?
C, as he comes into the family room and sits down with a bottle of water: Hydrating.
Really, you'd think I'd be used to these kinds of utterances but I still find myself at a loss for words.
It's late. It's a school night. C has finally gone off to bed when I hear the pitter patter of size 5 feet in the kitchen.
Me: What are you doing up?
C, as he comes into the family room and sits down with a bottle of water: Hydrating.
Really, you'd think I'd be used to these kinds of utterances but I still find myself at a loss for words.
posted by badmommy | 11:23 AM
2 Comments:
Glad to see he is taking his sleep training seriously ;)
So, on another -- important note -- want to have lunch on Friday? I have orange yarn on hold at Artfibers.
i love your blog!
this recent post made me chuckle. I don't know how you did it, but you have created quite a unique and very strong personality....a mini grown-up , before puberty! you should get mom of the year, and a vacation without distractions from size 5 feet.
cheers,
m
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