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My son is five. Lately he has been waking up right on the dot of 7, getting dressed and then going downstairs to watch cartoons until the rest of us wake up. This morning I woke up at 7:45 and he was still asleep. At firsts I was happy for him because he has been so tired the last few days but as I lay there I started to worry. Should I go and check on him? What if he died in his sleep? Is he ok? Could he be sick? And then I caught myself and realized those were the same thoughts/fears I had when he was a newborn. Will they ever go away?
On a lighter note, here is a joke from G:
Knock, knock!
Who’s there?
Coconut.
Coconut who?
Coconut I’m gonna put you in it and then eat you in a pie (ha, ha, ha I so funny! Get it Mommy?)!
Knock, knock!
Who’s there?
Banatido.
Banatido who?
Banatido who?
….she is now absorbed in watching Pinky Dinky Doo and can’t renember!
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