Saturday, September 17, 2011

Four year old stream of consiousness

Daddy.
There he is - asleep.
He's on the couch.
He's too big for the couch.
He's twisted like a pretzel.
The fan is spinning.





I'm hungry.
I will wake him up now to feed me.
Oh look the sun isn't up yet.
I need to turn on a light.
This one over his face looks perfect!

His lower back looks comfy.
I shall jump on it now to show him how much I love him.

bounce
bounce
bounce
bounce

Daddy's eyes are open.
He's so proud of me for being quiet on a saturday morning that he can't even speak.

"Good morning Daddy!!!!! It's Saturday - wake up you sleepy head."

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