May 25, 2006
Normally, the Girl Child sleeps like a rock. Impossible to wake and, if woken before her self appointed hour, not the most gracious human I have ever seen. Falling asleep for her can take hours, but once asleep, she's good for a very long stretch.
Last night, I bathed the kids and put them to bed. The Viking Bride was feeding the baby in his room. All was quiet, all was calm. Then the crying started. That's when the Girl Child registered the following complaint with the management:
[arms up, hands out in front of her waving around for emphasis through the whole speech]
Mamma, you know I can't sleep when the baby's crying.
It keeps me up and I wake up in the morning exhausted. I don't know what you were thinking when you decided to have another baby. The first I knew of it was when you were in the hospital and Pappa told me. I am perfectly good with the brother I have. I don't need another brother on the other side.
I knew I was going to be exhausted in the morning. I don't know what you were thinking having another baby. And his crying keeps me up all night.
Clearly, the pressure is getting to her and she just cracked.
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