The boy is, amazingly, still sleeping. I guess it's not SO amazing, considering he woke up a little after 5:00 am, wanting to eat. There was a bit of clawing at my chest. But when that didn't work, he changed tactics and started directing me toward the kitchen for some bread. Only after he'd eaten a full slice (over several trips to the kitchen*), chanted and done the hand motions for part of "Five little possums/monkeys hanging from the tree," chanted and done the hand motions for part of "Five little monkeys jumping on the bed," played with his Thomas train, and walked a little on our bed was he ready to go back to sleep again. It fits so easily in one sentence. But really it took an hour. Just about enough to stretch into the period when we should think about getting up for the day.
I'll need to remember to give him a snack tonight right before bed. Now, I guess I'll just wake him up, since I need to get him to school and come back in time for a job interview.
*Even though he's obsessed with Sam these days, MrMan refused Sam's taking him to the kitchen. All of the trips had to be him and Mi/me.
Posted by Shokufeh at May 2, 2007 07:58 AMLOL This is a great story. Shenanigans is a great description.
Posted by: ez at May 2, 2007 03:24 PM