So it's 12:20AM, and my child is clapping in his crib and having a really heated debate with himself in baby talk. Go to bed Zayd! I know it's my fault. We spent the night over a friend's house last night, and we went to an amazing dinner party tonight. I know he's already off of his loosely based schedule. I guess that's why I've settled on just sitting in his room with him until he eventually falls out. Okay, he's back in protest mode. He just threw his blanket out of the crib. Now he has decided to lay down and kick the slates. Go to bed Zayd!
Okay, he's back up trying to be cute and social. I'm so not falling for it. Now he is running back and forth in his crib screaming and bouncing on his mattress. I'm going to bed. My kid is drunk with fatigue.. Goodnight Zayd. No, I don't want to talk to you right now. Maybe in the morning. Yes, you are really cute. No, I'm not picking you up. No, I'm not laughing with you. Yes, that is a wonderful trick; It will be even better when the sun comes up. You look like a little pacing penguin. You are delirious child. I'm going to bed. You are on your own man. Go to bed Zayd.
3 comments:
a pacing penguin?!
that's the most hilarious thing i've read all day!
LOL. You are too funny. Did we mutually stand each other up by the way? You didn't call me back!
That was too funny! Thanks for sharing!
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