Tuesday, September 2, 2008

four AM

Down at nine-thirty, yay
Up at ten, not yay
Down at midnight
Up at two thirty
Spilled marinara sauce (homade) on the baby
But not on the borrowed comic book
Four o clock now
Go to sleep Gabe

6 comments:

Father William said...

Chris could wake his mother up several times a night when she was not working. Chris could not wake his father up when his mother worked all night in Childrens Hospital of Michigan as an ER doc. Chris turned out alright and just warped enough to make great video games. At some point, Gabe will wait for your attention. Learning how to handle small increasing increments of frustration and waiting for attention are normal parts of growing up. Much Love-Opa Clay

Lala said...

Oh my gosh - Bill just informed me that I could respond to all this wonderful life happening to the three of you on my computer! I am so proud of you - what wonderful parents you are. Love, love, love, Lala

Michelle Clay said...

Hello Lala and Opa! I hope the blog is an adequate filler since we can't be there in person. Gabe sends his love!

Lala said...

You'll have to excuse me as I was testing to see if I was logged on
I LOVE,LOVE,LOVE this blog! The only thing I miss is sniffing his dear little head and covering him with kisses, so I ask that you do this for me until I see Gabe's dear face again!

Lala said...

By the way, Opa has the "little samari warrier" as his screen saver - it is brilliant!

Michelle Clay said...

HAHA! Hi Lala! I had so much fun doctoring up that photo. Really, with proper tools I could do a better job. . . *sheepish*

Kisses are being administered as we speak! :)