May 03, 2005
Where's Robbo?
Sorry about the lack of posting this morning. I got jerked out of the dreamless unusually early by the baying of a pack of very cranky Llama-ettes and have not yet recovered my equilibrium. It started out as a dispute at ten till five with the three year old over whether she was in the proper time to be allowed to come snuggle with Mom and Dad and just snowballed until I found myself in a blazing argument with the seven year old over the simple geometric fact that all five of us no longer will fit on one queen-sized mattress.
As a result, my brain seriously hurts. It's all that much more difficult because it happens so rarely.
Back in a while. In the meantime, if anybody would like to adopt one or more pig-headed little girls, feel free to drop me a line.
Yawn.
YIPS from Steve: Holy wayback machine, Batman! I've had that same sleep whiplash and resulting explanation of the physics of bedding three times in the last two weeks.
Posted by Robert at May 3, 2005 10:52 AMWe had the same problem and solved it with a twin bed next to our bed, tied the legs together with electrician's ties. Now, lots of room, nobody whimpering back down the hall at 3 am. The nonparents reading this probably don't understand why we can't just exile them to their own beds, right?
Posted by: dave s at May 3, 2005 02:38 PMIn the meantime, if anybody would like to adopt one or more pig-headed little girls, feel free to drop me a line.
Why, you mean, mean man. Wha...? No takers? Is there something I should know before I offer to take those little sweethearts of yours?
Posted by: tee bee at May 3, 2005 02:49 PMRaised three lovely, normal children and never had a problem with the size of our bed. Only my wife and I were allowed in it!!
Posted by: O.F. at May 3, 2005 03:18 PM
