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Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Son of a

I had just dozed off to sleep tonight, when I heard voices. Not inside my head, thank you very much, but honest to goodness voices. In my house. At almost 1 am. I wake Bear up. "Do you hear that?" says adrenaline filled me. He identifies it as Not Dangerous and off I go to figure out who needs grounding.

I call out. All goes SILENT. Now I am pissed. It is bad enough that you were up late watching something when you were supposed to be asleep. It is worse that it was loud enough that it woke me up. But now you are going to try and convince me it is in my head? Oh hell no.

Throw the hallway light on, and I can see Indy sound asleep. Little Bear looks like he is sleeping too. Perhaps it is The House Guest, but she would have shouted out a quick apology for waking me, and all would have been right with my world. I got to take a closer look at Little Bear and spy that his blanket is glowing. Snatching back the blanket I discover that he has snuck his tablet up to bed and is watching youtube.

At one in the fracking morning.
After I had let him stay up late to play a game with us.
Pretending to be sleeping after waking me up.

So I have a touchpad that will be locked down if he ever gets it back for anything other than school work.I also now have enough adrenaline rushing through my system from the ZOMG Intruder Alert!!! wake up that there is no way I am getting back to sleep any time soon.

At least I have a Little Bear that will be doing all the smelly sweaty manual labor for me for the foreseeable future, right?

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