When You Don’t Have a Hat
Categories: Calfgrit4 woke up at 5:30 a.m. (again) and was immediately ready to play. (Calfgrit7 was visiting my mom.) We told him he could play in his room, quietly.
“Oh God, please let him be satisfied for just half an hour so we can sleep a little longer.”
He’d play for five minutes and then come back to our room to tell us something. He’d go back to his room for another five minutes and then come back to tell us something. Nope, we weren’t going to be able to sleep in.
At one point he told us, “My head is cold.”
Cowgrit said sleepily, “Go put on your Santa hat.”
He turned around and headed back to his room, saying, “No, I’ll just put some underwear on my head.”
He did, and I regret not getting a picture of that.
Bullgrit
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