I feel a little tap on my arm, followed by a whispered “mommy? mommy?”
I had only been asleep for about 3 hours. I forced my reluctant eyes open.
“mommy? There’s a crab in my bed. It snapped at my clothes.”
That was the first of four conversations I got to have with my dear children between 3:45 and 6:15.
God love ’em.
I’m glad today is a school day for them.
(Emily and anyone else who was wondering…Logan is going to mother’s day out Mondays and Wednesdays, and Connor is going to preschool Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. 🙂
You go to bed soooo late! I was up at 3:45 this morning. Next time just send them over to my house 😉
Okay – I didn’t think they were that old yet! I’m glad that you get those days off…I loved preschool!
OMWord..that would definitely get me out of bed…and have a hard time going back to sleep. I’m enjoying reading through the last couple of posts you’ve made in your blog…so much FUN! xoxo
Loves,
K