Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Holden sleeps like his father...

Unfortunately, that means not well.  I was up five times between 1:00 a.m. and 5:30 a.m.  The reasons, in order of getting me up:
  1. "Daddy, I pee peed" (Understandable on this one.  Happens to the best of us little man)
  2. "I want Daddy" (I'll never, ever complain about hearing this.  Even if it's at 2 in the morning.)
  3. "Daddy, acky kiki" (translation: Father, I find that my pacifier has an unacceptable taste and/or texture)
  4. "I want Tuck" (translation: It is my wish that you give me my stuffed Tuck the Tutle from the Wonder Pets.  Note to Holden - you would have had it at bed time had you not puked on it which required me washing it and drying it before reissuing it to you)
  5. "Daddy, I'm sleepy" (Seriously?  You woke me up to tell me you're sleepy?  That's fantastic.  Thanks son.)

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