This morning, at 4:15am I finished up a wonderful late night session of computer programming. By 4:18am I was lying in bed, looking forward to 2-3 hours of the most delicious sleep of my life. And, you guessed it, at exactly 4:28am, our little one decided he wanted to get an early start on the day.
I trudged into his room. I'm not proud of it, but I'll admit it - I actually attempted to bargain with our 1 year old. I promised him he could have anything in the world he wanted if he would just roll over and go back to bed for a few hours.
Thing is, when one's own requirements are a clean diaper, a full tummy and free range of the house to explore, there really wasn't a lot I could offer him.
So, I got up and we had breakfast and some fun time playing.
I keep telling myself, it was more fun playing than sleeping anyway. Life's too short for sleeping.
As they say, Mentsch tracht, Gott lacht.
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