Omg. We have an Ariel bath toy that apparently talks and sings. We never hear it at bathtime. I forgot it even HAD batteries- and Idk when I put them in. Could be years lol.
So at 3:30a, my dh is up doing something with lights on. I get up to help, wtf is up ya know?
It's Ariel. She's talking about something, singing bathtime/ bedtime songs. 3freakingthirty.
I wrap her in a towel and take her to the garage. Little bitch says "goodnight" all sing-songy. Jesus.
Finally get back to sleep, wake at 4:30a dreaming VERY realistically that my 5yo brought Ariel back into my room. Shit!
At that point my throat is itchy and laying down makes me cough too much so I sleep on the couch sitting up.
5:30a I hear dh getting ready for work. 6:30a my alarm goes off. FML.
It wouldn't be so bad if, A: I didn't have a biology second midterm TODAY, and B: today wasn't the day I stay up all day, then all night for work. Every wednesday I run a 26 hour day.
Gawd help me today! Eff you Ariel!