It’s 6:00am and I’ve been in this position since 10:00pm last night.
Sleeping between my legs is Hazel who wanted to sleep where she could watch the snow fall. The glow of the Christmas tree one last night was another factor.
Now I know the days are numbered where my baby girl will want to snuggle on the couch during a snowstorm…. During anything really. So I cherish this memory already.
However…. My legs have been bent like a Vice grip for eight hours. My ass has not shifted in eight hours. My shoulders….. and my back have been set in one place for eight hours…
After I hit the send button and you are reading this…. Put your coffee down!
I don’t want
You to spit it up all over the place….
I am going to attempt to kick my left leg over Hazel… try not to wake her…. “Daddy? Stay five more minutes!”
Five minutes I might not ever get again!
Anyway…. Back to my morning gymnastics….
I’m going to flip my leg over the top…. Slide my rear end (yes, my big ass) out from under Hazel’s pillow. I’m then going to plop to the floor using the ottoman to balance my numb lower body…
I’m going to do this without waking my daughter or my friends that live in the flat downstairs.
If you see me walking to the sledding hill today like an 85 year old man… it’s because I did what daddy’s do for their baby girls!
