Due to a stressful night, I only slept about 4 hours last night. This scared the bejezzus out of me. Watching a 3-1/2 year old on 4 hours of sleep is a recipe for disaster. I knew that I would suck at work today, but I was determined to make the best of it.
Luckily, I'm damn creative. We built a fort under the pool table, which required less effort than building it with the couch and coffee table as support. After entering the fort and getting comfortable, T left the fort and announced, "It's a beautiful day! It's snowing!"
Sensing an impending fake snow battle, or something equally physically demanding, I quickly jumped in with, "Okay! We've got to guard the World's Biggest Snowball!" I read him correctly, and he was immediately under the table with me again, pretending to be a mounty like Pablo and Tyrone in "The Snow Fort". (It's really cool that he can reenact a plotline from something we haven't even seen in awhile. )
"We got to protect that snowball from GATORS!" he proclaimed.
"From gators?" I asked, thoroughly confused. I mean, he had been talking about crocodiles earlier, so I don't know, maybe this is his new thing?
"Yes, GATORS! Those gators are gonna get that SNOWBALL! The gators are coming!"
"Ohhh! Raiders? The raiders are going to try to get the snowball?"
"Yes, raiders! They're coming right now!"
Lucky for that snowball, T and I are both very adept at offering protection from both gators and raiders. We run a full-service operation around here.
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