When: o dark thirty this morning

Where: Grant’s bed

Who: Me and Jena (wow and I’m the English major…I didn’t get much sleep ok? See ‘when’)

Me: I’m going back to sleep Jena. *roll over and close my eyes*

Jena: stop it! STOP IT MOMMY! *beats me in the head with her hand*

Me: Jena it’s too early, just lay down and go to sleep with mommy.

Jena: *immediately responds by cracking her head against my skull and then leaving it there in her efforts ‘sleep with mommy’*

being knocked unconscious is the new sleep.