Kids and What They Do to My Brain
Posted in Little Historians and tagged with Children, Church on December 27, 2007A couple of days later, I woke up at 6:15 after only a little sleep to an alarm going off. I assumed that it was one of my roommates, but they never woke up for it. Most likely, it was in the living room and they had forgot to bring in back to their bedroom, so I contemplated trying to find the alarm to see whose it was and go wake them up.
Somehow, in sleepily contemplating this, the alarm gave up and so did I.
Seven minutes later, the alarm goes off again. I figured this was a good time to check on it since I felt guilty about not doing it the first time. That’s when I realized that it was MY alarm…on my palm pilot…that must have been set by the kids playing on it the night before.
I’m sure that it was unintentional, right?
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December 28th, 2007 at 1:54 am
Seep. Of course.