Monday, December 19, 2011

Saddest thing ever...

Zac was very sleepy, it was after 11pm and he should not have still been up. As we were driving home he burst into tears. Sobbing. Tears streaming down his pitiful face.

"What will I do?...(Sob, sob) If I can't take my trains to Heaven?...(more sobbing) What if I can't play with my trains in Heaven?"

Mr. Sandman

Remember the old cartoons where Mr. Sandman comes with his wheelbarrow full of sand and a shovel and he shovels heaps of sand into the sleepy cartoon characters eyes? I always thought that was funny, I didn't really understand especially not as a child. Turns out Mr. Sandman is extremely accurate...at least according to Zac. We were watching Elf and he started to fall asleep. I asked Zac if he was sleepy to which he responded (in a veerrryyy sleepy voice), "My eyes feel like they have dust in them." I waited a while until I thought he was asleep and told my husband what Zac had said. Zac, who was apparently not yet asleep, heard me and said, "When I close my eyes I just can't get them open." Then proceeded to pass out.