Tuesday, September 30, 2008

A Conversation at 2 a.m.

"Ma" NyCee bellows out at the top of her lungs.

"Yes, baby."

"I watch TV." I turn to see her standing next to my bed holding the remote control.

"No TV. You have to go back to sleep." I carried her back to her bed.

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30 minutes later

"Ma"

"Yes NyCee"

"I stuck in my booty."

"Huh? Come to mommy."

"I stuck in my booty." So I regain some sort of consciousness and prepare to walk to her room. Only to find her climbing on top of me. I asked if she had to go to the potty.

"No ma'am. No potty."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"I stuck in my booty."

I finally figured out that she had a wedgie.

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