when did 8 pm become my new 11 pm?
i turn the lights down low,
start singing little lullabies,
cue the sound machine that plays falling rain,
stroke the top of his sweet, sweet head..
and all of a sudden, I realize, I am falling asleep too.
at 8 pm.
woof. what a night owl I have become. *insert sarcasm here
*(not to worry, he will be up soon.. dont let this innocent face fool you, he will awaken with a banchee -like howl come 11 pm that makes your blood run cold )
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