It Takes Determination
It’s about 3:45am when two little eyes pop open and a little mind starts conjuring up amazing ideas to include in his day, unfortunately for his parents, that day begins now.
“I think I’ll go talk to Mommy now.” He gathers up his belongings, a stinky stinky blanket that he refers to as “button” and an oversized Thomas pillow that his Aunt Laura made for him, drags them through the house, climbs into his parents bed, squeezes his little body in between his mommy and daddy, and stares at his mommy’s face. When she doesn’t respond he taps her face and says “Hey Mom” then sticks his thumb back in his mouth.
“Zion, what’s wrong?”
“Hey Mom, what are you doing?”
“Zion, do you need something?”
“Look Mom, Thomas pillow!”
“Zion, do you need something?”
“It’s morning Mom.”
“NO, it isn’t Zion.”
“Yes.It.Is.Mom!”
“OK, it’s morning, but it’s not time to get up yet,”
“OK Mom.”
[10 minutes pass]
“Hey Mom.”
“WHAT Zion?”
“Hey Mom.”
“Yes?”
“Hey Moooommmmmyyyyy”
“HEY ZION!”
“I want some milk Mom.”
“GO. TO. SLEEP. ZION!”
“OK Mom.”
[10 more minutes pass]
Ben’s voice: “Get off of me Zion.”
“Hey Dad”
“Zion, it’s bed time”
“No, its morning Dad.”
“NO ITS BED TIME, ZION!”
“Hey Dad.”
“What Zion?!”
“I got a boo boo Dad.”
“I’m sorry you have a boo boo Zion.”
“It’s OK Dad.”
“Hey Dad. Can I have some milk Dad?”
“As soon as it’s breakfast time Zion.”
“Hey Dad.”
“GO TO BED!”
“Hey Dad.”
::exasperated:: “What Zion?”
“It’s breakfast time.”
“Let’s get some milk, Zion.”
LOL! I have had a conversation or two like this! :D