Call it immaturity, or endorphins, or blame it on the curry...or something.
How come it is so easy to fall into the trap of 'I am invincible'...let me elaborate..
CT, misbehaving (of course, I was tired) The Silence standing behind me ready to swat...
No, no no no nono no nono....no no Batman!!! (ok that was because that was the way the no's sounded)
Or this one...
Was that spanking good enough? Did it get through to you?
Yep, that was a dam fine spanking thank you...(seriously, you are laying in a dangerous spot..silly me)
How did you find this morning?
I didn't need too. I woke up and it was just there....
Move your hands...
Yep, right after you stop spanking so hard.
CT (again) hands on head...making shadow pictures on the wall. With The Silence watching (as always, why cannot I not learn this yet?) And then I hear the question 'What are you doing? Then up pops one finger, one lone, idiot finger. Standing out amongst the others that have enough sense to stay down.....
Laughing when The Silence manages to get himself on the hand or fingers with an 'implement'. Seriously it is not funny at all...nope, it is not. Especially when he is jumping around saying ow ow ow
Saying 'Man UP BUCKO!!!' to The Silence holding an implement...(sigh)
Seriously, I am no good being tired...really, it is just no good :)
And guess what...I am tired, bordering on being an absolute mess really, after only 4 hours sleep. I will go from being tired to being an idiot in such a short time. No matter how much I try and control it...I throw caution to the wind. My lips are a door that just wont shut on a wagging tongue. My brain goes into neutral where it does not think...There are no brakes..no matter how hard I try to push down on our polished wooden floors...the hand brake is non existent too.
Tape...across the mouth..now that could be a good idea!!!!!
May your day be blessed and spank free!