Fatherhood

Mornings come far too early to have to deal with “cheerful” or “energetic.”  It’s bad enough dealing with the cats impatiently waiting for food, I don’t need perky chatter about dreams or video games or… whatever.  And how is it that their subconscious minds know the difference between school days and free days, yet completely reverse the preferred sleep durations?  Is it just a part of their plot to drive me crazy?  Because, y’know… that ship sailed a long time ago.

My shirt says “Sarcastic comment loading (please wait).”  This is because it’s too bloody early to load them quickly.  Kia’s shirt says “wander more” with a picture of mountains, moon, and flora, while Arwyn’s has a kitty-face pattern dress on over a bright pink shirt.