Weasel Of Doom

Squeeker is going through the sucky sleep stage when he wakes up screaming in his crib and does not calm down until he is in bed with us. (Amazingly, DemonChild sleeps through all the shrieking. I guess he has developed an immunity after going through the same thing himself a while back.) The suckiness is compounded by the fact that Shriektar has a cold (but not, as daycare thought, a case of pink eye as well. So he is going back tomorrow, with a note that says he is pink-eye-free. At the pediatricians office, the nurse joked about him possibly having a case of pink nose, and put “daycare” as reason for the visit, because certainly BelovedSpouse and I would not have taken him in otherwise. Love our daycare, even though they are occasionally a bit paranoid. Love our pediatrician’s office, too, for their nice doctors and extended hours on week nights.) and so he coughs himself awake and it sounds like he is trying to cough up a hairball, or possibly throw up. So far so good, though, we’ve been only getting the sound effects, and not the actual throwing-up.

At any rate, for the last week or so Squeeker has been sleeping with us. Wouldn’t be a bad thing, except he keeps trying to crawl away and explore in the middle of the night, necessitating very light sleep from me, so that I can catch him before he makes a head-first dive off the bed. Also, when he is awake and ready to play, he head-butts unsuspecting sleeping us in the face, which is extremely painful, and not conducive to being loving parents.

Because we often don’t latch the gate after screaming Squeeker removal, sometimes DemonChild wanders in to join us. The other night, I was dreaming we had a dog who was touching me on the hand with its wet nose, only to wake up and realize it was DemonChild’s cold nose. He was snuggling to my hand in preparation to climbing in. Good thing we have a king-size bed, I guess ;P