Today, I had to wake up these minions…AGAIN! I don’t get it! THREE alarms were going off this morning and NO ONE was moving!
Begrudgingly, I went and got them jokers up. The big one was eyes open, laying in bed. Really? She got a, “wake your butt up.” That little one, though…that little one…she didn’t even flinch. She was still deep into last night’s dream! This kid can sleep through Armageddon. #SheGetsThatGoodGood
As I worked to wake that little one, I noticed her bunk bed wrap was cut to shreds and her stuffed pony got a new hair cut. Her response about why she did it, “I don’t know.” Her response about where the scissors went, “I don’t know!” Now, there are two strikes here. One, that child has been warned about using scissors in bed. And two, she has been talked to about destroying things (e.g. her sister’s porcelain pony magically lost 2 ears).
At this point, I am beyond livid! I had to walk away on this one. See, my head is not level in moments like this so I needed someone to talk me off a ledge. I woke up her daddy for this!
#WoooooooooSaaaaaaaaa
