Thursday, October 7, 2010

about that.

Henry the Greatest Three Year Old EVER woke me up at precisely 2:26 a.m. to baffle me with the following Clearly Deep Thought:
What if there were no Grandmas, but Grandpa's name was Grandpa Martha?
People, that is the kind of nonsense that keeps me on the meds.  And what do you say to that Clearly Deep Thought, anyway? 
What? Did? You? SAY?
That.   Up there.  That is one of the few appropriate replies to anyone who wakens you from as sound a sleep as you ever are able to get, at precisely 2:26 a.m.  Because using those precious hours of the night to teach your child about the proper use of the EFF WORD in each part of speech?  Well, friends, precisely 2:26 a.m. is not the time to do that.   

And it's not for lack of trying.



  1. I once woke my mother at about 4 a.m. because I had learned to spell our (rather long for a 5-year-old) last name. At least I thought it was important.

  2. I have no idea how you'd fall back to sleep after that.



  3. I just love that kid! If it makes you feel better, and I'm sure it doesn't, I was up all night with a crabby 16 m.o. Did he ask you again in the morning?


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