Friday, February 15, 2008

"Why does everything always happen to me?"*

This is one of those things which only happen in my house. At 3am, NTS came to our bed, where we were cheerfully dozing off the Laurent Perrier to announce loudly -- emphasizing the point by placing the object about an inch (2½cm) from my face -- "My foot is cold."


* Rabbit, from "The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh"

Posted by Joke at 7:16 AM


  • Blogger Katy posted at 1:20 PM, February 15, 2008  
    Did you tell him to get back in bed and put it under the covers to get warm?
  • Blogger HEATHER posted at 4:14 PM, February 15, 2008  
    Well at least he didn't vomit on you! That's the kind of 3AM visits I get!
  • Blogger Sarah O. posted at 8:49 PM, February 15, 2008  
    My son always woke me up for similar stuff by firmly poking my face. Good times.
  • Blogger Joke posted at 11:43 PM, February 15, 2008  
    I may have to warn his future wife of this unfortunate habit, if said habit isn't broken relatively soon.

  • OpenID becandcall posted at 12:32 AM, February 16, 2008  
    No pity.

    Just read your line about Meyer lemons.

    And I know it's right for the audience...

    And I know it is more than made up for by the delightful caped superhero imagery...

    But I can't help thinking the Laurent Perrier was channeling NTS in a bid for revenge.

    Meyer lemons. Snort.
  • Blogger Stomper Girl posted at 12:47 AM, February 16, 2008  
    I really did laugh out loud at this one. Boys are strange creatures.
  • Blogger shula posted at 7:29 AM, February 16, 2008  
    Just lucky, I guess
  • Blogger MsCellania posted at 8:32 PM, February 16, 2008  
    At least your popsicle toes episodes come with warnings.
    Mine are just events that warrant a back-wrenching jolt and a shriek from me as youngest parks his icy feet on me before daylight. And then he goes back to sleep! Leaving me wide awake of course. My kids sneak into bed with us. Sometimes I wake up and Oldest is snoring away, in the middle. ON MY PILLOW.
  • OpenID olivespearls posted at 12:27 AM, February 17, 2008  
    It makes perfect sense. He's the one who unraveled his sock, no? Of course he's got a cold foot! :D
  • Blogger bluemountainsmary posted at 4:59 AM, February 17, 2008  
    My Joe just creeps - creeps I tell you - into the room and whispers eerily.



    Until I wake up with the biggest start.

    Then he vomits.
  • Blogger Joke posted at 10:26 AM, February 17, 2008  

    Does his head spin around or is there an orchestral swell of Mozart's Requiem?

  • Blogger Kim posted at 7:13 AM, February 18, 2008  
    We've taken to calling Jasper 'Ninja' for the stealth he employs after dark - when he just appears, watching you for goodness knows how long, TOTALLY SILENT or when you've gone to bed and you roll over and he's just standing there. Staring at you. By your bed.

  • Post a Comment

    « Home