It is just after midnight on a day I took a work trip up to Michigan and back, and now I am faced with moving that little monster (pictured incognito here) because he THOUGHT with me gone that he would sleep in my bed with his mom…..BUT I CAME HOME.  The last I talked to him though he told me that I was not coming home and that he had mommy all to himself.  He is in for a bit of a surprise.

But such is the life of a dad dealing with his 5 year old son, his 5 year old son who would throw him under the bus to get his mom to himself.  Oh sure, he does love me, but the second we compete for anything (like for his mom’s attention) the gloves come off and he goes for the jugular.  He is a pro, but tonight a sleepy unconscious pro.  He will wake up wondering how he got there.

And of course I will be me on the way to school and tell him I never left and how he and I went to dinner and played canasta or something like that.  He will engage me for a little while but soon move on to his next evil plan.  He keeps me on my toes, which is an amazing feat for a guy my size.  And all I can say is good for him, I am up for the challenge.  Or as the young people now say, “Challenge accepted!”

But in all honesty, THAT is for the morning which technically it already is, but I mean the morning AFTER I sleep.  You never mess with a cobra when you are sleepy, and this mongoose is tired.  I will fill you in tomorrow, that is if I win.

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!

Tommy+