Tonight, at bedtime, I reminded you that I really, REALLY wanted to sleep in a little bit tomorrow. I'm not asking for much, just maybe something past 6:30AM. Granted, usually you are pretty good about letting us sleep in a little bit on the weekends, but with your recent cough and time change, you've been up early.
You asked if you were allowed to wake me up if there was an emergency.
"What kind of emergency?" I asked.
"You know, like if a satellite fell out of orbit and crashed onto our house and through our roof and onto Daddy?"
After I stopped laughing, I said, "If a satellite falls out of orbit, crashes into the house and onto Daddy, then yes, you can come and get me."
No more Phineas and Ferb for you!
Hilarious :)
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