That's what time I set my alarm clock for. Guess how many times I have gotten up at 7:17 since I set that? NONE. It's more of a wish, a desire to be awoken by some song that I can't get out of my head all day, and at an appropriate time.
Nope, I have this little living alarm clock that likes to wake me up WAY before 7:17 am. And he keeps getting earlier. And there's no snooze button. No cord to unplug, and I'm pretty sure if I hurled him across the room and hit the wall, I would be answering some questions.
So I get up. Today 5:57. An ungodly hour. My coffee pot isn't even set to go off at this hour. Do you know how I get without my coffee? It's not pretty.
So now, I have to sit, sans coffee, at an ungodly hour and figure out how to keep this little "angel" (I'm gonna use angel, but you know, substitute any word you feel appropriate right now) in his bed.
Don't you dare tell me to put him to bed later. Nope. 8-8:30 is late enough, thank you. And the kid is now falling asleep every time we get in the car in the mornings so I know he's tired. And when I do get him back in bed in the mornings, it's only about 10 min. before the little "angel" is back up.
Oh, and to boot, when my husband opened our bedroom door at 5:57 a.m. to see what was causing so much noise in the the hallway, he saw the small child in question trying to climb and sit on the banister that overlooks the downstairs. Crap, I'm going back to bed.
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