I don't know was up with the baby this morning. Normally she's pretty content to sleep in with me until 7 a.m. or so before she decides that it's a good idea to wake up (and me along with her). She's been pretty reliable in this regard, which is why I thought that perhaps I'd slept through my alarm when she started jumping on my head and licking my face. Being the blindy that I am, I didn't bother trying to find my glasses to ascertain the time on the alarm clock. I probably should've, because when I stumbled out into the living room I realized that it was still dark out! The baby had tried to rustle me out of be at 5!!! She didn't even sinkle!!! Needless to say I got my azz back to bed. Sure the baby tried to get me out of bed again, but I hid my face and ignored her. She must've sensed that it was futile to try to get me up at that point because she left me alone and disappeared into the living room.
When I finally did get out of bed about 2 1/2 hrs later, I saw that the baby had eaten all her kibbles from the previous evening and made a little sinkle. As a reward I played fetch with her, even though I was still a little annoyed (and sleepy) from her earlier trickery.
It's probably because of the interrupted sleep that I'm feeling so googly-eyed. Also the fact that I've spent the past 3 days working more than I have all summer. Reading 9-pt font all day is no way to treat one's eyes, esp. poor, abused eyes like mine. Anyway, I'm feeling a little better after 30+ ounces of Coke. And the baby is feeling much better now that I'm home, or maybe she's still giddy from her yump party from earlier this evening when she liberally sprinkled skittle-sized yumps all over the b-room.
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