damned if I know!

Sunday morning, still in bed. Little sleepy head looks up to me with half lidded eyes fluttering and asks:

“Mama, how do weeble-wobbles sleep?”

Um, er…..

You’re out of luck, kid. Can’t find that answer anywhere in the manual.

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3 Responses to “damned if I know!”


  1. 1 bets February 25, 2009 at 12:02 am

    in a hammock, of course.

  2. 2 Doktor Holocaust February 25, 2009 at 8:49 am

    i can come up with several answers.

    the witty: “it’s a secret!. every time you look at them, they’re eyes are open, so they only sleep when nobody’s looking so nobody can find out how it’s done.”

    the inquisitive: “Quietly. you ever heard a weeble-wobble snore?”

    the technical: “Standing up, like their prehistoric weeble-cow ancestors”

    the scary: “Weeble-wobbles never sleep. They just wait.”

  3. 3 petitmuse February 25, 2009 at 9:48 pm

    dok: I like 2 and 4 the best. somehow i think she’d go for 4 and run with it.

    bets: i want to sleep in a hammock. really! maybe in my screened porch someday. with my birds around, natch.

    she just gets me with these sudden notions. i never know what’s going to come out of that mouth.


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