Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Best Valentine EVER

While Bump was changing her, Lula spit up all over herself and her dad. Bump finished changing her, mopped himself off and gave her a bath, all the while preventing Lumpyhead from burning down the house or gouging his own eyes out.

I was in the middle of a two-and-a-half hour nap. I woke up to find the evidence of what had obviously been a disaster. Bump said he was going to wake me up to bail him out, but I had only been sleeping for 45 minutes and he managed on his own.

Two and a half consecutive hours of sleep. Two and a half hours. Top that for a Valentine’s Day present, I dare you.


Daddy L said...

Today, the on the official day of love, I am getting a vasetomy. In about 45 minutes to be exact.

Sure two and a half hours of sleep is nice, I'm about to become a eunuch.

If I manage to do any typing this evening you can read about the ordeal on my blog. (How does one balance a laptop and a sack of ice on their lap?)

Becky said...

I can't top it. Happy Valentine's Day. Now go get some more sleep.

Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah said...

Bump rules. That is true love.

Bozoette said...

Now THAT is better than anything.

Gidge said...

Ah the dark times.

I remember them well.

Hope you're less stinky today.

Violet said...

two and a half hours of uninterrupted sleep is amazing, whether you're getting that during the day or night. I once met a lovely mother of two who, in sympathising with my non-sleeping-baby problems at the time, intimated that early on she was so sleep-deprived she'd secretly wished to get hit by a car so she'd end up in hospital with an excuse for some child-free sleep.