Wake Up

At some point during the night, Donny slipped under the covers next to me. In the morning, he jumped out of bed and began a long dialog about ships. "Mama, do you know what kind of ship I want to go on? I want to go on a hotel ship, one with a swimming pool, a really big one! I'll go get my book to show you which one." My head was still on the pillow and I think I managed to open one eye by the time he returned with his book. "Look Mama, here it is, the hotel ship." "Donny please go to the bathroom and tinkle." "Mama, are you telling me to go to head?" "Yes dear, please go to the head and tinkle." "Okay." I think I might move my coffee pot to the side table next to my bed, I'll be ready for the long morning conversation.