Mommy....

Why is it that those little voices in the night are never saying Daddy...
Daddy's miss out on so much. Like cleaning up red jello, that is no longer tolerated in the child's little tummy.
at midnight.
and 2.
Mommy...I'm hungry. at 3.
And no, I don't believe for one minute that Dad is really sleeping.
He wasn't really sleeping when the babies needed feeding in the middle of the night, either.
Mommy...I had a bad dream...Mommy...I hear a noise...mommy