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aelfieMonday morning, we were all zonked due to the time change. Now, normally, I'm up between 5:30 and 6:30 each morning, so that I have time to really wake up before the rest of the house does. It makes the days go much, much smoother. But on Monday, I was wiped out and I didn't wake up until 7:30, which at the time I thought was odd. Why didn't Joe come in to wake me up at 7. He later told me why.
Ike had crawled in with me in the middle of the night, and when Joe came in at 7ish to wake me up, Ike smacked his hand away and said "Mommy is tired, let her sleep"
And Joe decided not to argue about it.
How sweet and thoughtful is that?
Ike had crawled in with me in the middle of the night, and when Joe came in at 7ish to wake me up, Ike smacked his hand away and said "Mommy is tired, let her sleep"
And Joe decided not to argue about it.
How sweet and thoughtful is that?