The first time I shaved, I swear it felt just like this.
Archive for February, 2011
I often show my older daughter pictures before I post them. I like to ask her what she sees. Usually, even from her unique four-year-old perspective, she “gets” the jokes (or at least recognizes that the picture is silly). Usually, but not always. When I showed her the drawing above, our conversation ran like this:
Me: What is this?
Her: Is it a guy with a hat?
Me: Hmmmm. Well, it’s supposed to be something that you think with.
Her: A thinking cap?
Me: Okay… think about something that is inside your head.
Her: Oh! I know! Vitamins and minerals!
Me: … um… good guess, but it’s supposed to be a big brain.
Her: I don’t think so. Maybe it’s a furry hat!
Who said we were supposed to be our own worst critic? Whoever it was, I’m guessing they didn’t have kids.
Our second child will soon be celebrating her first birthday. For the first eight months she was a perfect example of an easy baby. She ate well. She pooped regularly. She even slept at night (usually waking only once to feed).
Then everything changed.
By “everything,” I just mean the sleeping. By “changed,” I mean she just stopped doing it.
Most of us have experienced a sleepless night and the groggy, unfocused consequences of the next day. Studies show that test subjects subjected to 36 hours without sleep show impaired cognitive abilities and judgement.
My wife and I haven’t slept since mid-November.