Morning Glory
posted in Frenzied Daddy |I didn’t sleep well this weekend. Ms B woke me up saying I was snoring more loudly than usual. Probably an allergy issue making me roll over and then my apnea kicks me in the O2. So I was moving slowly this morning. Miss B is off to visit her aunts Linda and Adrienne in sunny Washington. Miss K was sleeping peacefully at 8. I turned on the radio to wake her and went off to take a shower. I came back and she was still asleep. I let her sleep until 8:30, guaranteeing I’d be late to work, but she still didn’t move. At this point I shouldered my responsibility and woke her up. I gave her a couple of minutes and then tried to dress her. We fought. We wrestled her pajamas off of her. Finally, when she was half naked, I held up the pants I had selected. And she threw another fit. Irritated by having to fight again, I told her she had until I counted to three to find a pair of pants. She darted into her room, and grabbed a pair of pants. Then we had another fight about going to the neighbor’s for babysitting, her crying that she missed her sister and her mother. I tried distracting her with her soccer ball but she didn’t want to take that with her. I went to find her shoes and by the time I got back, she was no longer crying, but getting Diego into his little jeep with the trailer.
