Right now, Monsoon is in his room. I told him had to spend ten minutes in there this morning for jumping on me when it wasn't wake-up time yet. It was actually past wake-up time, but I wanted just one cup of coffee in peace. He's been in there for a half hour. He's hollering for me, and I'm not answering him. He hasn't had breakfast, it's past time for his allergy medicine and he mentioned something about having to potty around minute 20. I've had two cups of coffee and now I'm writing this post. He's still yelling for me....
"One more minute, honey pot!"
When he starts to tell time, I'm thinking of hiding all our clocks.
UPDATE: When I finally went in to get him, he was stuck in his tent, which was somehow twisted around so the opening was at the top.
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