55 Flash Fiction Friday: Devilish Crib Party

Wednesday morning I awoke to the sounds of hand clapping, babbling, happy shrikes, and little pajama traction feet rubbing and stomping against the wall.  It lasted from two in the morning until four.  I was not amused.  Hopefully she’ll sleep in.  Not a chance!  Maybe she’ll take a long nap.  DENIED!  Oh, you little shit.

I guess it was retaliation for dressing her funny

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12 thoughts on “55 Flash Fiction Friday: Devilish Crib Party

  1. hehe better you than me. i remember those days…then as they get older they NEVER want to take a nap. i have one adult child & two half way out the door…w00t! lol

    BINGO! YAHTZEE! I OWN PARK PLACE & BOARDWALK. BOOYAH!

  2. smarmoofus – Yeah I think her crib party was my punishment for dressing her funny. Actually, she didn’t want to hold still for me to put on her pants. I’ve been putting her in tights to keep her warm when come home from swimming and such. And she’s not tired. Her eyes are just lowered because she’s presenting her first aid tape. :P

    For not getting first place on my blog, YOU SUCK AT THIS! :P

  3. That’s why they’re born so cute. So we don’t kill ‘em when they’re young.

    And does this spot on the food chain maybe get me Twister? ‘Cos I love me some Twister. I play “Strip Twister”… a little baby oil on that mat and you get a whole new definition for “left foot green”! You should try it sometime.

    Just sayin’

    Mojos latest blog post… Sticky: Blogblast For Peace 11.06.2008

  4. This is 1 of those pix that she will hate you for when she is older! (why did you dress me like that? do you hate me or something?) lol Hun, that outfit is awful!!!