K, I’m sorry I got mad this morning.

I was tired, H was in the room, and you were insistent on only wanting mom.

It was just like this perfect little storm.

See, it started, in part, because we let H sleep on the air mattress in our room last night.

Then you woke up at some point, and mom put you in bed with us.

And then mom went to workout at 5:00 AM.

So when you rolled over at 5:30 crying for mom, there was not much I could do to help.

I said I would hold you, but you just cried anyway.

I begged you to stop and let me snuggle you, telling you that you were about to wake H up.

When you kept crying, I got mad and told you to stop it – or I was going to be really upset.

And then, hearing my tone, you really started to wail…

I picked you up quickly and tried to get out of the bedroom, but H was already sitting up looking at us confused.

So there we were ten minutes later at 5:50 AM, all sitting on the couch awake when mom got home.

On top of everything, I stayed up late last night reading.

It’s just sleep though…

And that’s just not worth being mad at your daughter about.

You are an angel.

And I’m sorry again.

I love you.

-Dad