gtpilot
Well-Known Member
So, 2am rolls around and my daughter is crying out alternately, 'Ow!' and 'No!'. After being shoved forcefully out of bed (my wife claims I won't go willingly otherwise), I stumble into the kids' room to find my girl sitting up in bed wringing her little two-year old hands for all they are worth.
This is understandable, see, not two days ago, she sticks said hands into a fire ant bed, unbeknownst to me until her five-year old sister sagely states, 'Tori is playing with ants. I wouldn't do that if I were her.' Can you see my eldest standing there with her hands on her hips (like her mother might) shaking her head at her ill fated little sister? So my youngest looks quizzically at her sister, then at her tiny hands and then up to me before proclaiming, 'Dadda, Ow!' She then proceeds to wring her hands (sound familiar?) while calmly saying 'Ow!' every other second or so. Well, I managed to get bitten five times while simply trying to remove those vicious little creatures from her and 'Ow' was definitely not the word that came to my mind at the time. Tactfully, however, I gritted my teeth and refrained from offering anything up for my little parrots.
Anyway, back to tonight, I immediately pickup my poor frightened little girl and cradle her against my chest to ward off the nightmare and within ten seconds she's snoring contentedly. So I put sleeping beauty back to bed and now I wonder (quite selfishly, I might add), why I am the only one among the family (wife, two kids, two dogs, two cats and many fish) who is still awake.
End rant.
This is understandable, see, not two days ago, she sticks said hands into a fire ant bed, unbeknownst to me until her five-year old sister sagely states, 'Tori is playing with ants. I wouldn't do that if I were her.' Can you see my eldest standing there with her hands on her hips (like her mother might) shaking her head at her ill fated little sister? So my youngest looks quizzically at her sister, then at her tiny hands and then up to me before proclaiming, 'Dadda, Ow!' She then proceeds to wring her hands (sound familiar?) while calmly saying 'Ow!' every other second or so. Well, I managed to get bitten five times while simply trying to remove those vicious little creatures from her and 'Ow' was definitely not the word that came to my mind at the time. Tactfully, however, I gritted my teeth and refrained from offering anything up for my little parrots.
Anyway, back to tonight, I immediately pickup my poor frightened little girl and cradle her against my chest to ward off the nightmare and within ten seconds she's snoring contentedly. So I put sleeping beauty back to bed and now I wonder (quite selfishly, I might add), why I am the only one among the family (wife, two kids, two dogs, two cats and many fish) who is still awake.
End rant.