Go ask your Mom for breakfast
Daughter: Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad…
Me, waking up, trying to focus: Wha…? Huh? What time is it?
Daughter: Dad, it’s time for breakfast.
Me: Ungh.
Daughter: Dad. Dad. Dad…
Me: Go ask your mom for breakfast.
Daughter: But, Daaad! We can’t ask Mom for breakfast — she’s nocturnal!
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Posted 3 years ago
LOL - this is why we have cheerios, spoons and bowls at kid level in our house. she gets her OWN breakfast and we get an extra 20 minutes! :)
Posted 3 years ago
Funny, that never stops them (or the dog) from waking ME up.
-/\/
Posted 3 years ago
lol, lucky Mom ^_^ love these snippets, keep ‘em coming!
Posted 3 years ago
So true. My wife is nocturnal and the children know it.
Even worse, she has passed this trait on to some of our kids. Our first-born is the “Original All-night Party Girl” because the number of nights since we brought her home from the hospital where she has actually slept from the time we put her to bed until it’s time to get up can be counted on one hand.
This is in fact a source of tension because my wife wants the 8 pm curfew strictly enforced because the chronic offenders are eating into her nocturnal no-kid hours.
I am not quite sure what is going to happen when M1 is old enough to not have to go down at 8 with her sibs.
Posted 3 years ago
Heh.
Around our house it’s
Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, daddy? Mommy,mommy,mommy.
It’s well understood that daddy is pretty much dead slug meat until his 3rd coffee.