Why can't an exhausted daddy take a nap on the living room floor without being treated like a trampoline by his children?
Eventually, they leave me alone and let me sleep while they play with their dolls.
When I awake...
Me: Why is there a green bowl next to my face?
S: The green bowl is there in case you have to throw up.
Me: Why would I have to throw up?
S: Just in case.
Then Baby Thalia hooks her sharp little fingers into my nose from behind and yanks me a couple of times as if to drag me across the carpet floor.
Me: OWWW!
S: How come you sound so grumpy, Daddy?
Me: Why am I so grumpy? Just, just let me wake up at my own pace and have a cup of coffee before I answer that!...