But one good thing about him is that he seems to be a morning baby.
After sleeping through much of the night, he wakes up chipper.
He didn't get that from either of us. In the morning, I just want to be alone. And the Vol-in-Law is even worse.
"Maybe he really is the milkman's son..." I say "After all the milkman must be a morning person." Our milk is delivered in the wee small hours, at least it's always there when I get up.
"Yeah, right." says the ViL "I can't see you getting up at 4.45 to have sex with the milkman."
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So, he's still Cletus, eh? You have a knack for catching him in his less composed moments.
I hope you're on the road to recovery now.
(Is it fun having a milkman? I don't mean "having" in that sense.)
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