3:01 a.m. 4-year old: "Maaaaaaaah-meeee, it's time to watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!! Time to make the caaaaaaaaawwwwfeeeeee!" me: "No, it's definitely not. Go back to sleep."
I was going to write about the hilarious mad-cap evening I had last night, wherein my kid consumed dark chocolate and was awake on a sugar-caffeine-fueled high until 1am.... but guess what. I'm too tired to write this *yawn* story. The chocolates have been hidden. It is time for bed. Sweet dreams!
For many years, burrowing worked well-enough when the goal was to shut out further pain. Unfortunately the same door that shuts out the pain also shuts out a lot of people who would have been more than willing to help me through the hard times.