You know how when BuddyLove is being a pain in the ass I threaten to trade her in for a wiener dog? Well, you LittleMan are almost reaching “trade for a wiener dog” status in this house.
Because deciding to get up at 5:15am is not acceptable to Mommy. Neither is reaching your little arms out of the crib and grabbing your wooden toy fish off the dresser and proceeding to clank the fish into the baby monitor making Mommy believe that house is indeed falling down at 5:15am. You know I am a way better Mommy when I get some sleep, and more then 5 hours at some point this week would be nice. Waking up with a headache (from lack of sleep) is not my idea of goodtimes. Now I understand that you are finally catching up to all the other babies and getting some teeth this week, but seriously don’t YOU think you would feel better is you slept more too?
Love You More then Chocolate,
P.S. How about cuddling on the couch with me in the morning instead of trying to eat the dirt out of the palm tree pot? Just a suggestion.