After a long but very fun day at the Brockbanks, my kids came and hit the sack like a ton of bricks. When we left, Sissy was still going strong — but had completely fallen asleep before we were five miles away. When they got home, I didn’t even change Scout….
and by the time he hit his “new squishy pillow” he got for Christmas, he was dreaming away. (By the way — talk about a hit present! The Brockbanks all have them, and Scout wanted one, so I got one for him and one for Navy, and they both treasure them like they are made of gold.)
I quickly changed Icka’s diaper, and she was taking a drink while I ran out to put her clothes in the dirty clothes basket. When I came back– this is what I found.
I would love to say the night ended there, but as I was kissing them goodnight, I literally thought to myself, “They are so exhausted — this might be a REALLY long night.” And the prophesy came true. My overly exhausted girl was hysterical three times in the night for no good reason.
I should have known better….sleep begets sleep.
Oh well — the Brockbanks are worth it!
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12 hours later
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Sissy woke up as happy as can be. (Although I’m not sure why since she slept horribly.) Scout was totally chipper. I came up to find them both on my mom’s bed with the IPad.
Amazingly — they are sharing nicely this time.
It is a wonder that after a really long day, it is only 12 short hours before a new one starts.
I guess it isn’t such a wonder if you get a really good night’s sleep in between.
I’ll thank Icka for getting me “wondering” this time.
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P.S. We headed outside this morning and Icka said, “It is freezing out here Mom.” When I asked her if she just said “it’s freezing out here” she said, “Yeah.” Oh — I just didn’t know that we were having completely grown up conversations.
P.P.S. While at the bookstore, Scout came running over to tell me that “Icka made a big huge mess!” I sighed and said, “Well, let’s go over to clean it up.” But he stopped me and said, “That’s okay Mom…I’ll figure it out.” And then he went over to take charge. What a little man!
P.P.P.S. Don’t let the above stories fool you. While at a birthday breakfast for AZ this morning, my kids were the WORST kids at the table. Scout had about 8 breakdowns, Icka kept fueling the fire as she swiped bacon from his plate….basically they were humiliating. Good thing I ordered humble pie off the menu.
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