Saturday, October 18, 2008

The Sleepy Host

Sami and Kika came by to visit today. I have not seen Sami in quite a while and judging by the effect he had on me and Tom, he should stop by at bedtime on a regular basis. Yes, I fell asleep. Yes, it was in the middle of their visit. Yes, I snored. Loudly.

The fact that I could actually fall asleep during the visit of one of my very good friends should indicate exactly how little sleep I am getting lately. Thanks, Tom. What happened, at least according to my mind, was that Kika and Sami came over to visit. We sat down and Angie and Kika began to go on and on about how awesome their husbands are. Then Angie handed me the human water bottle, also known as Tom. At that point, Tom cast some sort of freaky baby-voodoo that rendered me sleepy and my snoring soon competed with Kika and Angie's praise. Damn you, Tom - you cuddly sleep magnet.

At one point today, Peter started calling his apple juice Jack Daniels and told me he wanted to play cards and bet. Obviously, my dad's recent visit has had a lasting effect on my children. What I am not sure of is whether or not Pop-Pop also introduced my boys to the fine art of cheating. If not, they somehow figured that one out all on their own.

Peter began cheating at W.A.R., a rather simple game that now must include two rounds of betting according to my father. Thanks, Padre. When I tried calling Peter on his creative way of playing, he looked at me like I was insane. I know this look from countless arguments with Angie, but me rolling my eyes at a four-year old had a completely different effect.

In an attempt to distract the boys from a life of blackjack and booze, I whisked them away to the local swimming pool. Peter and David competed with each other the entire time. Peter was the fastest 'walker' in the shallow end and David was the most fearless 'jumper' in the deep end. Papa was the 'coolest Dad' according to me, although to be fair, I was the only dad and I tend to rate myself way below where others would rate me.

As I put the kids to bed, I asked them what they wanted to be if I ever let them grow up. Peter told me he wanted to be a a blackjack dealer and David started babbling something about being an awesome father, but I was simply getting too sleepy. Yes, I snored. Proudly.
Ladder Talk:
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When I go to the swimming pool and I see Davey.
David: When I go'ed mit Peter swimming mit you.

2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When I couldn't have longer the day.
David: When Tom cry.

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: To play with Lucy.
David: That I go mit you and Tom swimming - he not go today.

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