My Daughter woke me up.

My Daughter woke me up.

My daughter woke me around 11:50 last night.
“Daddy,” she whispered, tugging my shirt sleeve.
“Guess how old I’m going to be next month.
“I don’t know,” I said as I slipped on my
glasses. “How old?”
She smiled and held up four fingers.
It is 7:30 now. My wife and I have been up with her
for almost 8 hours. She still refuses to tell us where
she got them.