I was forced to leave bed in the middle of the night after hearing Miles wailing and banging on his door for several minutes, and when I entered his room he started giving me all sorts of typical excuses for his behavior. Some of The ClassicsTM I was treated to included:
- “I’m scared of the dark.”
- “Mommy said she’d come back. You don’t know, but that’s what she said.”
- “I was banging because I was getting so mad.”
And what midnight, semi-conscious fit is complete without:
- “I need you to get Bugs Bunny out of the TV so he can chase the Easter Bunny away from the house and he can be the Easter Bunny and when I see him I can say, ‘Hey…I like when you’re on the TV’.”
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 