Wednesday, October 1, 2008

He Might As Well Call Me A Liar

Ideally, my little guy would take a little nap around noon, another around three, and a nice slumber around five or six until Dad gets home.

In the real world, he'll sleep for twenty minutes sometime in the afternoon after being boobed into it, then pass out around 6 or 7 or 8, just in time to be asleep when Mike walks in, making a fool out of the mother who called her husband begging for just fifteen minutes of peace, for the love of all that is holy.

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