… and throughout the day I thought of all sorts of clever things I wanted to write about this milestone in our lives. But now it’s 11 p.m. and he won’t go to bed. In fact, he seems to be gaining speed. I knew letting him take a nap in the late afternoon was a mistake. Maybe the giant serving of birthday ice cream he enjoyed was also a mistake.
Whatever the reason, the clock is creeping closer to tomorrow and he says he’s not even a little bit sleepy. My body, meanwhile, is rejecting life. It goes without saying that my need to write clever things tonight is being overridden by my need to survive.
Perhaps I will write something awesome tomorrow… if I’m still alive then.
© Captain Destructo’s Mom
P.S.: Today’s Weather — High of 40. Low of 31. Super nice for this time of year.