2.25.2012

A Nice Cold Glass of Money.


I have been sleeping really deeply the past week or so. So, at times, when being woken up by one of my girls, I am not as coherent has I have been in the past. It has been a strange week.

Last night Madeline sat up and began screaming for me. I jumped out of bed, tripped over the strategically placed pile of laundry on the floor, bashed my thigh into the foot of our bed and went stumbling down the hallway to her room. Then I sat on her bed, gave her a hug and said,

"I'm here sweetie, are you okay? Do you want some MONEY?"

A tactic that may work in the future when she is older and I am really tired, but not right now.

What I meant to say was water... do you want some WATER. It was one of those out of body experiences because in my mind I was saying water. She looked at me like I was insane. I then handed her some water.

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