sweet dreams, or the forgotten excuse

About once each week, The Kidling gets out of bed after she has been tucked in. Once in a blue moon, this solitary exodus is justified. The Mama has been known to forget to put a Pull-Up on. Typically, though, the excuses are anything but persuasive and far below The Kidling’s intellectual capacity.

In short, they are lame.

All things considered, Alice still hit a new low earlier this week. Shortly after bedtime, The Dada and I heard  footsteps scurrying down the stairs. Just as we exchanged glances, she popped her little head around the corner, declaring, “I have to go potty! (pause) I mean (pause) I’m hot!”

The Mama giggled.

Then The Dada giggled.

And The Kidling giggled.

And The Family giggled, and giggled, and giggled… for a long, long time.

Finally, The Kidling marched her naughty little bottom back up the stairs, tucked herself in, and fell fast asleep.

 

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About The Mamahttp://kidlingville.comProfessional talker, editor, emailer, problem solver, adjunct lecturer, blogger, and mother to the brilliantly absurd Kidling.

4 thoughts on “sweet dreams, or the forgotten excuse

  1. Lol…the joys. My little lovelies have started doing the same…every excuse not to stay in bed. I wanna kiss you…hug daddy…high five you…I need help…I think president Alice has passed it on to her cabinet lol.

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