Ground Control to Major Z

director's chair 

Mer has decided the boy is going to be a cosmonaut. To that end, she got him some Elton John/Ziggy Stardust/Yuri Gagarin goggles. Defining dorkiness down, I say. I know nothing of fashion.

The boy has been in a fine mood this past week or so. All other children should pay close attention. Out.

An aside from Mer...

Fine mood, yes that is true. But what he is not telling you is about the wake-ups. Each evening, about an hour after he goes to bed he wakes up and wants to be put back to sleep. When mom goes in, he goes back to sleep. When dad goes in, he does the same about 50% of the time, and the other 50% he starts screaming louder and louder. And he aims his wee screams towards the door, no matter which way Jesse turns. Poor dad... but how adorably smart is he?! He knows exactly where to send his guilt trip!