Need sleep.

I originally intended to write about how excuses are foolish but I think I would fall asleep if I did.  Being a babysitter is hard; better yet, being a parent is hard.  Taking care of my nephew has been a wonderful experience for me that made me realize so much about raising a child: It takes a lot of energy and effort, and I’m not ready for that.  My nephew thinks he owns the world and that nothing can stop him.  So he runs… and runs… and runs some more.  And when he runs, I’m right there running with him.  Upstairs, downstairs, and back upstairs…  My nephew runs upstairs, and my house becomes a cave; he runs downstairs, and the house becomes a castle.

Yes, my nephew and I hunted bears and went searching for pirate’s treasure today.  It has been a hectic ride, and so, without further delay, I bid you good night.

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