Son, you're a lovely kid. Your cuteness, however, does not make up for the fact that you are waking up in the middle of the night and demanding to sleep with Mama and Dada. We're busy sleepers and this is just not safe. We'll indulge you for a little while, but you really must sleep in your own bed. Otherwise, you end up getting a Dada karate-style chop to the head. Mama knows these things sweetie. I've been the victim of karate chops and judo kicks in my sleep for years.
This morning when you got up, you were so mad at being in your bed/not waking up to Mama hugs/the realization that life is not going to always be kind...I don't know for sure. You were howling like someone was subjecting you to the hot-poker torture. Dada did a lot to try to calm you down, but in the end I guess you just wanted to walk around with Mama. It's very endearing, but Mama really does need to get ready for work.
So let's come to an agreement tonight. I will commit to snuggling with you until you fall asleep, but you've got to be content to stay in bed. All night, little guy.
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