Dad's had it...

Dad laid in to me last night, telling me no more tomfoolery about getting up in the middle of the night... I keep using my cold as an excuse to get up at like 2am and get a little bottle fix.. Not alot, just two ounces... but I think mum and dad are catching on and are just going to start letting me cry it out.... But I just have to flash my mum a smile like the below and she'll usually cave and come and pick me up..... - Beckett