Posted by: workforcookies | January 18, 2010

Bedtime befuddlement

I just went upstairs because I heard my three-year-old son walking around—it’s 9:20 p.m.
The conversation we had made me realize we’re probably both sleep deprived:

ME: What are you doing out of bed?
MY SON: I’m sorry Mommy. I didn’t know.
ME: You didn’t know what? That you were out of bed?
MY SON: Yes, I didn’t know I was out of bed.
ME: How can you not know you’re out of bed?
MY SON: I don’t know.
ME: Lay down and go to sleep!

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Responses

  1. Reminds me of “Who’s on third”.
    Ruth


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