My husband works nights - and has worked nights for 13 years. Our daughter is 9, so this is her "normal" - for better or worse.
This morning, Hubby comes in from work, bringing treats from Dunkin' Donuts for breakfast. He takes Kidlet in his arms and asks, "Wanna know something mind-bending?"
Her reply: "The length of your nose hair?"
Oh, how I love this child.
By the way, the mind-bending news is that our 18th wedding anniversary is Monday, and that Kidlet is 9. Apparently, he was hoping to impress her with this tidbit.
The nose hair beat him to it.