I'm on this bit of a roll where I get up at 5 AM everyday. Mommy and Daddy have been trying to let me cry it out, but I will not be denied. I want their bed.
Right after their breaking point, they enter my room, pick me up and bring me in. But here's the thing: I don't care what time it is, but Mommy and Daddy do. And just because I'm ready to start my day apparently doesn't mean they are too.
So here's our compromise. They bring me to bed. They put the TV on. They buttress me inbetween their bodies so I can't go anywhere. And around 6:30, one of them gets up and tends to my needs.
That's how we do.
But it's not gonna last long. I don't think I can keep this up.
Don't tell them that.
I hope they don't read this blog.
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