“You’re mean to me when I’m bad, and I’m gonna
do what I want”
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
The Gate
Once my son was out of a crib, they only way to keep him
safe at night was a gate keeping him in his room. I had a fear of him wandering
around the house and going outside. As time pasted he got the gate was removed
and he normally stays in bed (usually yells if he needs anything) and will come
find me if he gets up in the night. Last night I took my daughter to see Rise
of Guardian and came home about 9. I noticed the bathroom light thinking
nothing of it. I walked into the house to find my parents in the back of the
house by the bedrooms. My mom is in the hall, laughing so hard her eyes are
watering and my dad is yelling at the Beast. My parents put him to bed at 8pm
and went to watch TV in the family room. After about an hour and not hearing
anything from him, they assumed he was asleep. My dad went to use the bathroom,
and found his bed room door shut. He opens the door and the Beast is in his bed
watching TV. After the shock wore off, and he was put to bed for the second
time, my dad found out he was watching a documentary on prohibition.
Once both the kids were in the bed for the evening I went
down to the basement to do some cleaning. I come upstairs and hear a noise in
the kitchen. I go check on both my kids and realize my son is not in bed: check
each room (TV is off) and make my way into the kitchen. Pull back the kitchen
chairs and he is hiding under the table. I drag him out and put him back to
bed: His response “I think I need my gate up” Damn straight! Gate goes back up
and will go back up every night. The follow morning he tells my mom that: “Bumpa
(my dad) is not a good finder, but mommy is” My dad was actually in the kitchen
while he was hiding under the table!!
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