One of those moments
On Friday, I had one of those "Oh my God, I really am a father" moments.
I took a vacation day from work and was sleeping in (one of my favorite ways to spend a vacation day). I was in dreamland. Somewhere around 8 AM Michael got into my room, put his face right next to my face and yelled "WHAT YOU DOING?!?!?!"
I yelled out in a panic/shock/surprise cry from being startled from my sleep and found myself staring at my bright-eyed, bushy-tailed alert-in-the-morning son (who was staring right back at me). I could hear my wife laughing from the other room.
I remember being excited and wanting to play as a kid, and my mom sleeping in, and me crawing into her bed and prying open an eyelid, trying to get attention. Guess that's just what kids do, interrupt parents' sleep cycles.
I took a vacation day from work and was sleeping in (one of my favorite ways to spend a vacation day). I was in dreamland. Somewhere around 8 AM Michael got into my room, put his face right next to my face and yelled "WHAT YOU DOING?!?!?!"
I yelled out in a panic/shock/surprise cry from being startled from my sleep and found myself staring at my bright-eyed, bushy-tailed alert-in-the-morning son (who was staring right back at me). I could hear my wife laughing from the other room.
I remember being excited and wanting to play as a kid, and my mom sleeping in, and me crawing into her bed and prying open an eyelid, trying to get attention. Guess that's just what kids do, interrupt parents' sleep cycles.
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