Deja Vu

At 11:00 am I decided to wake Keelin up from her morning nap and this is how the conversation went

Me: Keelin it’s time to wake up and play

Keelin: Looks up, gives me the stink eye and goes back to sleep.

I decided to pick a few things up off the floor, make some noise and try again.

Me: Keelin wake up, don’t you want to come downstairs and play with me and Cassidy?

Keelin: rolls onto her back, stretches, smiles at me, babbles some nonsense, (at which point I think oh good she’s awake), rolls back on to her side and falls back to sleep.

This is starting to feel oddly familiar, but it’s rare that I wake her up; oh I know I do this every stikin morning when I’m waking her papi up. I wake him up, he gives me a dirty look and goes back to sleep, I wake him up again, he pretends to be awake and happy and goes back to sleep. Since Keelin is small enough for me to pick up and carry after two attempts to wake her up she got carried downstairs, where she spent the next 2 hours pissed off because she can’t figure out how to crawl, it was a good morning.