Sunday, January 25, 2009

The Process of Sleep



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In the early morning James and I are making deals for sleep, for example;

Me: Fine you get the truck but not the motorcycle.
James: Your not following Dad, this is not a negotiation.
Me: I'm feeling manipulated...
James: You bet you are, but you have no options. No motorcycle No sleep.

Anyway it goes something like that... it gets ugly. I'm pretty much wiped out monetarily until 2030.

5 comments:

Christy Dyer said...

He's going for the big trophies isn't he!

katherine foulger said...

he is adorable!!!! i am so excited to talk to you. i can't believe that you are a little mother. i hope you're getting some sleep. he is seriously so cute.

Kerianne said...

Ya, being old is a big deal, but having kids is even bigger.

sandeebeaches said...

I see a lot of babies and that one is up there on the cute list. He is a gorgeous baby. Hang in there, you win eventually!?!?!

Angie said...

We just got back into town last night late and I've been thinking about you guys this whole week! I want to just storm into your house and look at your cute little bundle, but I'm sure you need a little alone time :)

Let me know when I can stop by for a visit. I hope you're recovering well!