Dad reports:
Tommy still sleeps. At 2 oclock he woke long enough to try to recover the blanks and pillows I took from him at 11am. In the process he knocked over his desk chair. I rushed upstairs to make sure everything was alright and took back the covers to which he groused, “it’s not fair!” and I replied, “it’s 2 o’clock in the afternoon.” That has been our entired dialog today.
I guess he’ll be up all night complaining that he can’t sleep.
I hope Tommy doesn’t turn into this guy. He has the potential.