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Mommy vs Daddy

Little Miss M and her dad have a very special relationship - one that I encourage whole-heartedly and am happy to be the outsider looking in.


A very special time for those two is the early morning wake up calls.  In a true gesture of kindness, my Dear Husband started taking Little Miss M out of the bedroom when she woke up early and came calling to let me have a sleep in when my night visits to the toilet became quite excessive.  What a loving husband, eh?  (aka - Yep - he didn't think that one through, did he?).


One fine (early) morning, Little Miss M comes calling demanding for Dear Husband's attention.  Dear Husband, not quite ready to get out of bed yet, tries all types of delaying tactics.

"I need my morning kiss first."
Kiss.  "Come on, Dad."
"I need my morning hug as well."
"I already gave you a morning hug."
"I need my good morning song."
A few seconds of silence.  And then, with this lovely sing-song voice...
"There were 3 in the bed and the little one said - roll over, roll over."

I couldn't help myself; I burst out laughing and gave my sleeping disguise away.

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