Little Boy,
Yesterday reminded me of when I was a little boy. When I was little my daddy worked a lot too. My daddy was tired all the time. He used to come home late at night and my mommy would keep us up so we could see him. (Sound familiar?) We would sit on the recliner with him and watch Dr. Who. Your Uncle Robert would sit on my daddies lap and I would sit on his shoulders, and sometimes I would fall asleep. I liked to fall asleep because my daddy would carry me upstairs and put me to bed give me a kiss and tell me he loves me. One time my daddy had to work third shift. Thats late at night when everyone is sleeping. So when my daddy was sleeping during the day my mommy would want us to be very quiet so we wouldn't wake him up because she said he would get angry. The funny thing was that if I came in his room and woke him up he would always hug and kiss me and smile. I don't think I ever understood why he wasn't angry with me until yesterday.
You don't know it because you are too little, but I haven't gotten a lot of sleep in the last couple months because of classes and work so I am tired a lot. Yesterday I had about 30 minutes before I had to go to class so I took a nap on the couch while you were napping upstairs. About 15 minutes into my nap Aunt Nancy came over to watch you so I could go to class and you had woken up so she got you and brought you downstairs. She was going to take you into the kitchen to eat I think, but you broke free and sprinted towards me. I must have heard the little footsteps because I started opening my eyes just as you headbutted me. I was jarred awake only to see you with one tiny hand on your forehead grinning and giggling. Now I understand why my daddy never minded me interrupting his sleep. It was still the sweetest little wakeup.
I love you so much
Love Daddy
