Waking Up On The Wrong Side of the Bed

This morning as I was trying to squeak a few more minutes of sleep in, I was awakened by a small voice standing next to me: "Mom, look at this!!"

So I opened my bleary eyes to find my 5 year old son holding a beany bear, sliding a plastic pirate knife back and forth across the bear's neck. With a big smile across his face he sweetly whispers, "Look! I'm cutting off my bear's head!"

That's nice honey. No go play quietly so mommy can sleep some more.......