A Father’s Thoughts as His Five Year Old Son Goes to Sleep

How is he still talking? He’s been in there for half an hour just rambling.  He’s communing with Cthulu.  That has to be it.  There’s no other reason to insanely mumble about batman and hamsters battling the evils of the trains from Chuggington. Is he getting out of bed for water? Again?  The kid is a fish.  Do fish actually drink? Not the point right now.

The talking ended.  Good.  Wait? Is he okay? The silence is terrifying.  Maybe I should check on him.

Nope. Nope. He’s talking again.  Just go to sleep! Sleep is amazing.

Bedtime is the worst.

 

 

Quite different from the toddler experience.

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