So I have a routine when I wake up every morning. This routine changes slightly on weekdays when I have a Squeek of course. On the weekdays when I have her, I get to wake up extra early so that I can either take Preslie back to The Architect, or to my Mom's house. Usually I wake up and take a shower while Preslie sleeps like a brick, sprawled across my bed. I try to get up as quietly as possible, so as not to wake her. First things first. Use the bathroom, followed immediately by a shower. A nice hot shower.
After the shower, it's time to brush my teeth, and then finish getting dressed. Usually somewhere around this point I will start the process of waking up a Squeek. This can be tricky. While she is normally a sweet little angel, she has a tendency to dart back under the blankets upon being woke up and realizing that I've turned the light on. This is where she temporarily turns into a vicious Papa Bear eating Tiger. Tiny fingernails have been known to spring in and out from under said blankets. One must be careful. If I survive the wake up, I get her dressed and then stuff a vitamin into her mouth as quickly as possible. Quickly because I don't want to lose a finger. I need them for work.
This morning, however, was a little different.
While I was brushing my teeth, I heard a tiny knock on the door. I shut off the sink and responded, "Hello?" I heard a very awake Squeek reply, "Papa Bear, I need to go potty." Of course I said, "OK" and opened the door to let her in. She walked right in and then plopped herself down on the toilet to do her business, while I finished brushing my teeth. Just as she was about to flush the toilet, I said to her,"Hey Tiny, did you wake up?" Next came the best possible response a 4-year old could retort to such an intelligent question.
"Yeah. Duh."
For a brief second I tried to stay serious, because I don't want my 4-year old Daughter saying "Duh" to her Father.
Instead I burst into laughter and started to choke on a mouthful of toothpaste.
Squeek 1. Papa Bear 0.


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