{"id":702,"date":"2010-02-12T13:38:52","date_gmt":"2010-02-12T13:38:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stories.daddytales.com\/?p=702"},"modified":"2010-02-12T13:38:52","modified_gmt":"2010-02-12T13:38:52","slug":"just-for-a-second","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2010\/02\/12\/just-for-a-second\/","title":{"rendered":"Just for a second"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>We took the kids to see Julie Compton at Barnes &amp; Noble last Tuesday evening. We all love bookstores, and it&#8217;s always exciting to see someone you know in the spotlight like that. Not only that, but Julie really is a fantastic writer, and I take any chance I get to hear her read.<\/p>\n<p>All in all, it was a lot of fun.<\/p>\n<p>It was also past my five-year old&#8217;s bed time.<\/p>\n<p>I held him on my lap during the reading. He watched for a little while and then his little eyes closed, and he relaxed into my shoulder, asleep. I thought about waking him up, but there&#8217;s nothing quite so\u00a0peaceful \u00a0as having a little one sleeping on you.\u00a0 Besides, he wasn&#8217;t snoring or anything.<\/p>\n<p>Then Julie finished and everyone applauded.<\/p>\n<p>The big guy sat bolt upright in my arms and started clapping. Eyes wide-open, he looked around as he clapped, clearly not sure exactly what was going on.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You fell asleep,&#8221; I whispered in his ear.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No I didn&#8217;t.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Are you sure?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes. I just closed my eyes for a second.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I smiled at him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Just for a second,&#8221; he whispered. &#8220;That&#8217;s all.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I couldn&#8217;t really argue too much with the little guy. I mean, it&#8217;s not like I&#8217;ve never done it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[123,122,120],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-702","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-cute","category-daddytales-n","category-daddytales-embarassing"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DpYi-bk","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/702","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=702"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/702\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=702"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=702"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=702"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}