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On to things not so fabulous, yesterday was a hellish day. I had a migraine brought on by neck pain from sleeping in a weird position. I couldn't help it. My hubby is a cuddly sleeper, and I am not. I don't like to be touched when I'm sleeping, and this is exactly the reason why. I like to sleep on my stomach, not my side, and not curled up next to a blast furnace.
Some women think it's endearing for a man to like to cuddle in his sleep. So did I...for the first week. Now it's only endearing during waking hours, like when we're snuggled up watching 30 Rock on the couch, which we did last night. That was nice.
(Psst...I think he's got a thing for Tina Fey. Don't tell him I told you that.)
Yesterday would have been the perfect time to send Ethan to school. Unfortunately, he doesn't have school on Thursdays, so the game of the day was "Let's Not Give Mommy A Moment's Peace."
Fun game. Ever played it? They have a version out for dads as well.
Hiding my head under a blanket didn't fool him in the least. He crowed like a rooster and told me to get up and fix me his damn waffles.
Okay, he didn't say that. He said, "Fix me my damn waffles PLEASE."
Alright, I'm lying again. It was pancakes.
Anyhow, at some point in the
"Top rhymes with mop."
"Bear rhymes with pear."
"Shoe rhymes with glue."
I thought I'd be clever and ask him one he didn't have the answer already memorized. "Ethan, what rhymes with snake?"
To be fair, he had a picture of a rake and a lake there, so it's not like he couldn't have deduced it. Instead he said, "I don't know. Larry?"
Larry rhymes with snake?!!
"No. But who is Larry?"
He looked at me like I was the biggest embarrassment to humankind to ever walk the face of the earth. And that includes David Hasselhoff.
He shook his head pityingly and said, "He's the birthday hot dog."
The birthday hot dog.
Oh, right. Larry! Of course. Where was my head?
(Is it wrong that my son reminds me a little of Bae Sung?)