I love to sleep.
I slept through Christmas as a child.
I slept more than 24 hours once.
I have slept through earthquakes.
I think subconsciously one of the reasons I got a degree in journalism is because you get to sleep in especially if you work in the sports department.
So what has inspired this post devoted to sleep?
Because I'm missing it.
It has been rough week
Little Miss Hayden is cutting her last two teeth and isn't happy about it all.
At least I hope that's it.
The TV was on the other day and she did catch a glimpse of Miley Cyrus suggestively riding a wrecking ball and maybe that's what is tormenting her at night.
Don't forget the number one rule of the sleep deprivation game: It's only fun if everyone gets involved.
So not to be outdone by his little sister, Kyle evidently heard a rumor that toy fairies are visiting our home this week and has been up at 5:30 in the morning to see if they stopped by.
Either that or he just knows that I'm really, really, really ridiculously good looking (Zoolander reference) and the only way to make it fair to others is that I have giant, dark circles under my eyes.
Anyway I was feeling inspired to write a no sleep parody but while I was doing my research I ran across this:
An Ode to Sleep-Deprived Parents and Terrorizing Toddlers
O' you terror!