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Miracleman - Mar 17, 2008 4:06:48 am PDT #131 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

Goooooooood Morning Vietnam!

Today has been exhausting and I'm less than four whole hours into it.

Em got into bed with us...again...around 2 or 3 a.m. Then she would randomly sit up and ask me incomprehensible things. She'd poke me in the shoulder and say "Daddy? Daddy? DADDY?!"

"Mmf, flrgle, what Punkin? What is it?"

"Daddy? Can we shaph do sobba wik wik in a minute?"

"...sure. Go back to sleep."

Some time later:

"Daddy? DADDY?!"

"Punk. What?"

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Punkin'? What?"

"Daddy?"

"Emeline. What?!"

"Daddy? Can we yab to the mow mow for a little while?"

"Go back to sleep."

"Daddy?"

"Sleep! I command you!"

And so on.

This morning it was "Return of the Revenge of the I Don't LIKE Pants!" For about, I think, eternity. Sobbing while getting dressed. Sobbing while brushing her teeth. Sobbing while the Empress put her hair in ponytails (something Daddy is, apparently, fundamentally incapable of doing). Sobbing down the stairs. Sobbing into her Corn Pops. Then she cheered up!

"Daddy? Can I watch TV?"

"No, Punk. We don't have time, we're leaving in a few minutes."

Sobbing while putting on her boots. Sobbing while putting on her coat. Sobbing in the car.

Then I get to work and the payroll server is down with a critical hard drive error. So I got that goin' for me.

WindSparrow - Mar 17, 2008 4:38:22 am PDT #132 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Oh, dear. Poor little Em. Growing up is such hard work. Poor Em's parents - it ain't exactly a spectator sport, is it?

Aims - Mar 17, 2008 5:06:23 am PDT #133 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Hells no. Parenting is full contact.

Miracleman - Mar 17, 2008 5:08:31 am PDT #134 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

it ain't exactly a spectator sport, is it?

Hells no. Parenting is full contact.

We forgot to buy pads and helmets.

Either that or parenting is like rugby and this morning I was just a whiny little bitch.

Pix - Mar 17, 2008 5:15:23 am PDT #135 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Sorry you had such a rough night, guys.

vw bug - Mar 17, 2008 5:16:55 am PDT #136 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Kristin, did you make it to the Genius Bar? What did they say?

Aims - Mar 17, 2008 5:16:55 am PDT #137 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Sorry your computer's broken!!

Amy - Mar 17, 2008 5:17:32 am PDT #138 of 10001
Because books.

Kristin, BUMMER about the laptop. Computer failure ... fails. Big time.

Parenting is not only full contact, it often requires hazmat suits.

Pix - Mar 17, 2008 5:18:31 am PDT #139 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Genius bar appointment is today at 2. Currently at the vet's waiting for them to open so I can drop Byron off.

WindSparrow - Mar 17, 2008 5:19:02 am PDT #140 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Kristin, ~ma for Byron, headed your way. Getting the old snip-snip, is he? Or is there some other issue I have forgotten about?

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