History Lesson

Poking around my own blog I chanced across this post detailing 'the good old days'.

Shudder.

I dimly remember one night being the nadir of sleep tending- I had started passing out in the chair at some point just before dawn, so I laid down on the floor next to his buzzy chair and fell asleep. When he would wake up and start to fuss, I'd wake up enough to reach over and bounce his chair until he settled back down, then pass out again.

This worked for a few iterations until, like an alarm clock when you hit 'snooze' too often, my brain found some way to tune him out. The wife found Fuss wailing in his seat while I snored, curled around his chair like a dragon, drooling into the carpet.

I do try to keep relativity in mind when engaging whatever Fuss' latest outrage is, with varying success. Periodic trips down memory lane, like this one, help keep things in perspective.

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Here's another classic from the archives.
How did we do it?