Early this Saturday morning, Ty awoke after a small toy dog let out a few shrill barks outside of his window. He started calling my name and I figured that was it for my sleep for the night. However, I had some hope when I went upstairs and said "Good Morning" and he said, "It's not morning yet; I want to sleep with you and Daddy." Excitedly, I agreed and brought him downstairs. Here's how the rest of the conversation went (after us meeting his requests for a cup of milk and all of his animals):
Jeff and I: "Okay, Ty, go to sleep; it's not morning yet."
Tyler (peering under the blinds in our room): "No, I think the sun is up. It is morning! I want to play!"
Oh well, at least we got an early start to the day...
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