So, last night I was thwarted in my reading by Ezra. I was reading book 4 of my Stephen King series and I’d been waiting for several hundred pages (and the previous three books) for this thing to happen. And then I get within a paragraph and Ezra wakes up and won’t go back to sleep. I was so mad. Yes, mad at the 5 year old child because I didn’t get to read my book! That’s the kind of pediatric nurse I am. I’ll take good care of you, but I’d prefer to do it on my schedule, not yours. True story.
So, I had to get Ezra up and dressed and then had to entertain him and then Erica came and I had to give her report and then I had to come home and have my Olympic sleep, so I still haven’t found out the thing I’ve been waiting for. All because of Ezra. Get it together kid!
