Pariah

It is 4:30am and Camille does not want to go back to sleep after her mid-night feeding.

She wants to play.

I told her, "It's the middle of the night and nobody wants to play with you."

She laughed.

I added, "Your neck smells like toe jam."

She stops laughing.

I am adding "insults" to my repertoire of sleep-training techniques.

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