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For the first three weeks of his life, my son would regularly wake up at 11pm cry till about 2am. He’d sorta doze if I put him in his pram and move it back and forth, so that’s what I did. I’d watch Doctor Who and Deadwood while I rocked the pram.
Perhaps that’s why my son thinks you can do anything with a screwdriver and calls his friends at daycare “San Fransisco cock suckahs”?