An update on how much of a bitch payback can be:
Clara had a really hard time getting up this morning. I tried the usually gently calling her name and rubbing her back to wake her up, but she just wasn't having any of it. Just when I was about to give up and bodily haul her out of bed, I noticed her corn popper leaning against the post of her bed...
>.>
<.<
>:D
After quietly clearing some of the clutter out of the way, I proceeded to run around her room, pushing the popper and laughing, finally bursting out hysterically just before ramming that damned thing into the bedpost at the head of her bed.
She sat up, glared at me and said, "OK, Daddy. I awake."
Ain't life grand?
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