Last week Ian was sick with a stomach ailment ("I never, ever, ever want this sickness again!). It took him a few days to get fully back to normal, but in the meantime he was a light sleeper and woke me up every hour or so for three nights. Sometimes he had legitimate needs (thirsty, too cold, etc.). Other times he wanted to tell me something that definitely could have waited until morning. Here are some of the more interesting ones:
- "Babies can't eat scissors"
- "My ear is sticking to my head"
- "Pirates are not my friend"
- "I'm mad at David for knocking down my building"
- "A million is bigger than one hundred"
- "I want to take those down." (pointing to his drapes)
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