Guantanamo anyone?

We have been using the "The New Contented Little Baby Book" as a guide, and the rules contained therein are all about creating a schedule for you. But that means waking you up on a regular basis, and man, waking you up is much like (in my mind) rousting prisoners on the Eastern tip of Cuba.
I take off your sheets. Wait a minute.
Play the muzak version of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" that is embedded in your crib. (Not embedded like a reporter in Falluja. That is something different.) Wait a minute.
Tickle your feet. Soothingly. Wait a minute.
Then I just pick you up, and you make funny faces and I wonder how and what you have dreamt about.
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