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Perhaps I’m Destined To Be The One To Write This Book . . . AFTER I’ve Gotten More Rest

April 6, 2018

Something fiction involving parenthood actually prepares you for:  The nigh-inevitable “child not wanting to be alone coming into your room in the middle of the night” moment.

Something some fiction involving parenthood sort of prepares you for:  The moment when you child begins do their best to recreate their room in yours so they can sleep better when they do finally go to sleep and let you sleep again as well.

Something fiction involving parenthood tends to gloss over:  That moment when you are pressed against the wall and tangled in a Frankenstein-like creation of covers, some of you hot and some of you cold, but all of you unwilling to move lest you wake the child that has kept you awake for over an hour now.

Something I know fiction involving parenthood has never mentioned:  The moment when at long last you get back to sleep as well and lapse into a fitful dream involving creepy crawly things and your child brushes their foot against you at the perfect time to startle you awake once more.

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That’s Pretty Good Advice

February 22, 2018

Today’s Tip From My Son:

If you have a dog in your house, never step on anything brown without turning on the light first so you can see what it is.

I Learned Something About Overthinking Questions That Day

December 12, 2017

On a lighter note, on a field trip a while back my son’s teacher pointed to an unlabeled display and asked him what it was.

He looked at her like she was being completely unreasonable and said, “I don’t know!” with such vehemence that I realized what he thought she was asking.

“She’s not asking you the species, son,” I chuckled.  “She’s asking you what do you call those kind of bones.”

“Oh!” he exclaimed.  “Fossils!”

What Went Right (Part Four)

November 16, 2017

Staff member:  Happy Birthday!

L:  Thank you!

(This happened too many times to detail individually.)

*****

(And finally, the incident that was the most amusing.)

Me:  Okay, I’m heading back to the room.

L’s Mother:  Sounds good.  L. and I are going to stay a little longer.  (aside to me)  But only so long as he’s still having fun and not griping, so we probably won’t be that long.

– eight or so hours later –

L’s Mother:  What just happened?