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where is the damn sandman

Apparently three years ago I gave birth to a rooster.  Every morning at 5:30 a.m. I awaken to the sound of feet pattering into my room.  He climbs into our bed and instead of falling back asleep, he begins the process of kicking us awake.  

This week I decided to pull his nap.  I deduced that if he was waking up so early, he just didn’t need that much sleep.   If I pull his two hour nap, he will go to bed an hour earlier and wake up an hour later.  

The first day I pulled his nap, he went to bed at 7:00 p.m. and awoke the next morning at 6:30 a.m.  Success. Who knew 6:30 a.m. could be considered sleeping in.  The second day I pulled his nap he went to bed at 7:30 a.m. and woke up at 5:30 a.m.  COME ON.  Is 6:30 a.m. really too much to ask?

ColtonColton aka: Moose, Duece, Colt, CJ
Age:
3
Favorite Word:
Fart
Hobbies:
  Playing in the dirt, setting off fire alarms at preschool and bossing people around.
Best Qualities:
 The sweetest disposition this side of the Mississippi.
, when you are older and you think back to your toddler years and your image is of a mother with red eyes and crazy hair, remember it’s your own fault.  The short temper that could strike fear in the heart of a grizzly bear?  Your fault.  When you have children, I am going to sneak over every morning at 4:30 a.m. and throw rocks at the nursery window.

I would be a lot less bitter if I could just get some damn sleep.



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