Wito’s fever broke last evening and we put him down at 7:00 pm.
My 9-hour-sleep-stretch-for-weeks-on-end perfect sleeping angel proceeded to wake up at:
It is currently 6:18 am and he’s still awake.
Completely typical that this happens the night before my mother arrives from Oklahoma. She’ll be here in 8 hours and we have a disgustingly dirty house, a baby on cocaine and absolutely no sleep.
What the fuck.