Tuesday, October 13, 2009

The Weeper

Sweet Elias. That's what we call him. Sweet Elias. And he is. Right up until sometime between 6 and 7 each and every night. That's when the screaming begins. And the screaming is really, really loud. And there isn't too much any of us can do about it. Isabelle can get him to stop, but at some point, we have to let her go to bed. So, eventually it's just me and The Weeper, hanging out downstairs. There isn't much I can do - reading is impossible, blogging just this little bit has been crazy tough, and forget following a plot line when you can't hear the dialogue of a movie. So, I settle for practically memorized movies as I bounce our newest bundle around.

At least it only lasts for three hours, right?

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