Monday, November 30, 2009

papa bear.

One of my girlie's less attractive features is nightime wailing. She is a great sleeper, but if she wakes in the night she wakes up deeply offended. She will pad her little feet through the house to make sure that everyone knows that she is awake. Last night, it happened at 3 AM, and then 3:30 and then 4.

Nate has been sick basically since fall, yet still moved himself to the couch last night to stand guard over my bedroom door. Sick and coughing, he slept there on the off chance that the girlie would make a repeat appearance. Imagine her shock when she reached for the bedroom door at 5 AM only to hear her Dada's voice from behind her?

And I? Completely oblivious to what was going on, I slept until 8:30. You can keep your roses, that my friends,is love.