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Saturday, February 12, 2011

Hour 21 6:14 - 7:00 AM

Last night after putzing around a little more, my head hits the pillow at 11:50.  I kid you not, 15 seconds later Brooke starts crying in her room.  I bounce up and run down to see she’s fallen out of bed.  I pick her back up and tuck her in and spend the rest of the night half listening for the next potential crisis.

Fast forward to 6:14 AM – I hear my alarm clock in the form of Brooke kicking the walls of her bedroom.  I hit Daddy snooze.

6:22 AM Brooke is now crying and kicking her door.  I pop up and tip-toe-run down the hallway to keep her from waking the boys.  Time to change and dress her.

I open her bathroom to get a diaper and she follows me to the doorway and starts pulling off her pajamas.  First she tries to get the sleeves off…and that’s when I realize that this is going to be more than a minute – and I didn’t take care of numero uno yet that morning.  So I quickly sit down for some bladder maintenance (have to be a good example for potty training).  Brooke is working on taking off her footies when she says “Daddy pee pee?”.  I say “Yes Brooke”.  When I flush,  Brooke says “Good girl Daddy, Good girl Daddy.”  Lovely – no more Daddy examples.

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