It’s 1am…Are you kidding me?
Sweet dreams…a cool breeze…soft touches, wildly interrupted by the high-pitched screams of my 18 month old lasting close to 40 minutes. The hope is that after ten minutes he would “get it” that his parents need to sleep. But no, the shrieks continue and get louder and louder. So, here I am…blogging at friggen 1 in the morning. Welcome to Fatherhood the 2nd time around. For some reason it doesn’t seem that this happened the 1st time around. Maybe the 10 year span has helped me forget.
Well, here’s to another night on the couch…computer in my lap and infomercials. When will this kid sleep through the night???

