March 2008
Liam kept getting out of the bed wanting to be with me. It's only because we had visitors. He ended up going to bed at 1:30am. The following morning he woke me up at 7:30am ready to start the day.
Mommy: "Liam, you went to bed really late last night. You need to sleep a bit more. Mommy wants to sleep a bit more too. If we got up now, we both will be cranky at the end of the day."
Liam: "No, I want to wake up now. I won't be cranky"
Mommy: "No, please go back to bed."
Liam: "I can't sleep!"
Mommy: "Just try. I know you will fall asleep."
Liam: "No, I won't!"
Mommy: "Listen, just go back to bed."
Liam: "No."
Mommy: "Look at you, you're pouting. You're already cranky."
Liam: "No! I am not."
Mommy: "For the last time, go."
Liam: Nodding no no no no no
Mommy: Got out of the bed, lifted and carried Liam to his room, plop him on the bed *kiss* "Sweet dreams."
Liam: "You are my baddest nightmare ever!.......... In my life!!!"
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Recording Liam's fertile effervescent mind/scintillating personality.
His mind is on the run all the time, physically too. Hence the word, whoosh.
Also, sometimes because I am overwhelmed.
His mind is on the run all the time, physically too. Hence the word, whoosh.
Also, sometimes because I am overwhelmed.
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