This morning my sweet little one decided to rise before the sun. Not being anything that even resembles a morning person, I glanced at the clock, saw that it was 4:49 a.m. and groaned. I gently (or perhaps not so gently) nudged my husband to see if he would volunteer to get up. No response. Definitely not ready to face the day, I had an idea – pretend to be asleep and she’ll go back to sleep. Brilliant, right?
It didn’t work out exactly as I had hoped. First little one poked my eyes. When that didn’t work, she leaned over and snuggled into the crock of my arm. I thought it had worked and she was about to fall asleep. Then I felt it — eight sharp little teeth on my bare arm. Ouch!! Apparently my shark baby has discovered that biting mommy is more effective than an alarm clock. This is not a lesson I had planned to teach her.