June 28, 2010


I hear legends of children who sleep quietly through the night and wake up their fathers with light kisses and hugs.

I do not believe in these myths.

What do I believe in?

I believe in the fact that I woke up to Lil Sippy Cup doing an intense interpretive dance on my stomach, while eating a piece of Wonder Bread and not wearing a single shred of clothing.

That's what I believe.

1 comment:

Varinia said...

Hey it beats waking up with a foot in your mouth or an elbow in your ribs. Trust me.