Now to answer the titles question... You'll sleep like Brett.
Last night my girlfriends and I had a little boutique and so Brett was in charge of the kids. I got home about 11 and Brett had the kids in bed. So I dropped my stuff right where I stood, noticed Brett and Graidy got In-N-Out and didn't clean up dinner, kissed my kids and headed for the medicine cabinet. This past week I've had a bit of a cold and after a week of getting virtually no rest I decided to tip back the Nyquil and head off to bed.
Pre-story: Yesterday while getting ready for the boutique I was making some chocolate covered popcorn and told Graidy he couldn't have anymore because it was for a Valentines party. He went on to tell me that he was going to have a party of his own. A "dance party" where all of his friends will come and he'll give all of the high fives as they come in to dance. Yeah, don't know where he gets his imagination but I do like it.
Usually I'm a pretty light sleeper and I never take any kind of medicine because usually it doesn't even effect me. But last night it sure did! I woke in a daze, not knowing what time it was and noticed Graidy was in my bed with his plate from dinner [he added more ketchup] and was eating the rest of his dinner. I just asked him what he was doing and he said "I'm just eating my fries!" [with an attitude that I just love right now]. I'm so drugged I don't even mind that my 3 year old is in and around my white bedding with ketchup and fries from In-N-Out. I then roll over, and then the next thing I remember is that I woke up in a panic because I hear water running.
I jump out of bed to see that Graidy is trying to do his own hair with hmm... I'd say 1/3 of a bottle of gel in his hair. I just grabbed him washed his hair out and threw his in his bed. All he could say to me is "You're not talking very nice to me!" I just shut his bedroom door and went into the kitchen where I found the next nightmare...
Now no one but Graidy can know which order all of these things happened in but I'd like to think that he thought he was having that dance party of his... So first things first he got the drinks ready for his guest which were about 10 Solo cups filled about half way with water and he neatly placed all of them on a tray. He was feeling a little under the weather and wanted to be able dance the night away. So he pulled a chair up to the medicine cabinet and got the cough syrup out. Well, and since my kid can open child lock medicine bottles he got a spoon out and gave him self some medicine. [Good thing it was all natural honey cough syrup, I wasn't to worried about him over dosing] The medicine then got every where... I mean every where!
As he was giving him self his dosing of cough syrup the Toy Story band-aids caught his eye and he thought he should put them on his imaginary scrape that was on his foot and the imaginary boo-boo's that where all around my kitchen. All of the appliances, cabinets and counter tops all had boo-boo's. Great.
Graidy then checked his watch and saw that it was 2:30 in the morning and his guests would be arriving any minute and he needed to get ready. So he rushed to my bathroom flossed his teeth with a whole thing of floss. Brushed his teeth and my counter with the whole tube of tooth paste and proceeded to do his hair with the 1/3 bottle of gel. Oh now we are to the beginning the story where I let Graidy cry himself back to sleep last night.
Moral of the story: Kiley isn't allowed to take Nyquil while having a child named Graiden. Brett can sleep through an atomic bomb. Enough said. Horrifying right? Well I still love him. And I know that I will laugh hysterically about this story later. But for now I'm still finding sticky cough syrup every where.
Graidy is so smart and I think he will be reading in no time. We have a lot of books and every night he is picture reading by memory. He won an award yesterday at preschool for "Most Beautiful Painting" which happened to be a picture of "Victor the Vulture" [they are learning about V's this week]. He has a really great sense of humor but is a really serious kid at the same time. He can carry on a full adult conversation. He found some of Brett's old goggles in the garage and has to where them out side every time he plays. We really enjoy him and everything he brings to this family.
He says the funnest things:
"What is wrong with her? Does she have a baby in her belly?" [During Scottie's 6 mo. check up]
"Mom, Scottie needs to watch her movie now."[Whenever he wants to watch something a tad bit girly]
"Can we go to the doctors and get a big kid?"
"I love you more"
"I'm 15 and that is why I go to a big boy school"
"Get your muscles out, we are going to fight!"
"I'm too tired for my dinner, so I'll just have candy."
"There is ice out there, I have to wear my goggles!"
