Last night was not as bad as some others, but he still started waking up at 1:30. This time, after three tries, I just gave up and brought him to bed with us where he slept happily until 4:45. :: yawn ::
This morning he is in supericky mode. And I am pissy too because dadadada is going to a dinner for work tonight that he doesn't even need to go to. (as in, he just volunteered because they wanted to fill seats at a table) Um... he doesn't seem to realize what a huge deal this is. Maybe Saturday I'll leave the house at 7a.m. and then call and say I'm not coming home until 9p.m. Yes, I think that would be a suitable punishment. We'll see if he's not curled up in a ball in the corner crying when I get home.
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