The other night Sean woke up around 12:30am screaming for mom. I went into his room and he had kicked all his covers off and wanted me to cover him back up. I covered him back up and crawled into bed with him. He proceeded to toss and turn for the next few hours. During that time here is what I heard.
(giggle, giggle, giggle) you funny
STOP! STOP DOING THAT! STOP DADDY
Then he sat straight up in bed and looked at me and said, "no touch the cow poop no more".
Me: "okay I won't touch the cow poop anymore"
Sean: "no touch the cow poop"
Me: "I won't touch the cow poop but you don't either okay"
Sean: "I won't touch the cow poop anymore either"
Sean: "mom I hungry, I want to go down stairs"
Me: "It's 2:30 in the morning it's time to sleep"
Sean: "NO!! I hungry"
(after a few more no's)
Me: "okay let's go downstairs"
At this point I'm pretty sure he was awake. I set him up with something to eat and turned on the TV. He finally fell asleep on the couch about 4am.
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