Wednesday, May 06, 2009

Boy, He's Got My Number

Charming continues his Tiny Tyrant moniker.

As we all know, anytime before 6 AM is night. All of us, that is, except TT who this morning started yelling for me at 5:45. And I can hardly blame him considering the sun was trying to cross the horizon. And yes, I ignored him and hoped he'd go back to sleep. He wasn't yelling in his I'm-awake-and-there's-nothing-you-can-do-about-it yell, after all. Until I heard this:

Mama! Dee!

Yup, I came running.

Did the child go dee? No. Would he even sit on the dee? No. Did he have a big fit and want to climb into bed with mommy like he does every morning (when he wakes after 6)? Yes.

Now for coffee.


Boy Mom said...

He has definitely got you figured out. Bless your heart!

Sir Nottaguy-Imadad said...

Maybe if you give him the coffee, he'll give you the "dee".