“Daddy, I want to cuddle with you.”
“OK. Climb in,” my hubby slurred in his slumber.
Then our little wiggle worm got into bed between us. And didn’t stop moving. Or talking.
First he would wiggle, then he would sit up and check the clock. Then he would announce the time to us. Every few minutes. Then he would flip over. And, then there was the whispering. He would whisper some script he had memorized from cartoons.
Make the hurting stop. Sleeeeeep.
“Honey, can you please go back into your room and play quietly with your new Bionicle in bed?”
“Nooooooooo, I want to stay here.”
Too tired to argue or force the issue, my hubby and I dropped it in our attempt to fall back asleep.
This continued on for over an hour.
Frustrated, we finally sent him packing back to his room. Not only did he leave our door wide open, he proceeded to walk through the house like a herd of elephants. The walls literally shook with every step.
Of course, this woke up Monkey. Great. He stumbled into our bedroom, ready to cuddle.
My hubby, who apparently had woken up enough to have some brain function, came up with a great idea.
“Boys, go make yourself a bowl of cereal and we’ll be up in a few minutes.”
Then he muttered under his breath, “in about a half hour…” I weakly giggled my agreement.
We started to hear the boys make noise and argue. Titan and I were definitely awake now, although I was a bit slower to rouse.
Then, my hubby did something regrettable. He poked his finger into my armpit in a playful attempt to wake me up. One thing he should know better by now is to never, ever poke me in the armpit.
I swatted at his hand violently. He started laughing.
With my eyes closed I calmly growled, “Do not make me go Jedi on you.”
More laughter. This time, it was a deeper belly laugh. He tried to touch me again, but I had one eye open because my Spidey sense told me something was about to happen. (See, not only do I connect with the Force, I also have Spidey sense! Titan married SOME girl!)
As his finger came up into the air, I said, “If you wake this sleeping giant, I will turn into an angry Yoda in about 3 seconds.”
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He knew I would, too. I could sense he was thinking about
the scene of Stars Wars when Yoda unleashes his mad skills on Count Dooku and
is flying around the room like an other-worldly creature. Titan quickly
retracted his finger and then more laughter ensued. Deep, loud laughter. I love
his laugh. It’s so hearty and warm.
Now I was wide awake and didn’t want to be. I glared at him
with a scowl on my face through one eye open, ready to attack without a moment’s
hesitation. Yes hubby, this is the fair maiden you took as your bride. Hope I
don’t scare you too much.
Yoda is super duper old, like 800+ and he's 2 feet tall. You'd never expect him to acrobatically fly through the air with his light saber. Watch him open up a can of whoop-ass right around 1:40!
Needless to say, Titan got me out of bed and there was no bloodshed. As it turns out, under my don’t-mess-with-me shell is a big ball of goo. He knows how to expose the goo every single time. And in the process, he makes me laugh. Somehow, that’s all I need.
Hope you had a great Father's Day weekend!
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