David and I stayed up much too late pillow talking last night. It was after eleven when I got done teasing him - brilliant man that he is - about not being able to comprehend Pig Latin.
We had no sooner dozed off than Charlie decided it was one of his wake-every-hour nights. And he is getting a lot more loud and a lot more stubborn about letting us know that he is awake. By the time I had him settled in for good at 2:30 a.m. I was no longer tired - the second wind had kicked in.
After listening to Henry and Calving both get up - Henry twice - to make their loud way to the bathroom, I stared at the ceiling and tried my best to will myself to sleep, but it didn't work. So I played Tetris (in my nightstand drawer for occasions such as these) until I felt tired again at 4 a.m.
I forgot to get bread yesterday and the boys have been on a toast kick for the last couple weeks, so no bread would be really, really bad. We needed a couple other necessities, including gas, so I crawled out of bed at 6 a.m. to go to the grocery store before David left for work. (I can take four children on outings, but I cannot do the carseat buckle buckle buckle buckle drive one minute to the store carseat unbuckle unbuckle unbuckle unbuckle two minutes in the grocery store turned to twenty because four children are along and then carseat buckle buckle buckle buckle drive one minute home carseat unbuckle unbuckle unbuckle unbuckle. I just can't. Sad that 6 a.m. after no sleep is preferrable, huh?)
When I got home at 6:40 a.m. Charlie and houseguest's boy were up for the day. I didn't cry like I wanted to when David walked out the door for work.
Here it is, 9 a.m. and it feels like it should be noon already. The little boys are playing high-pitched-voice Duckie-related police airplane games while Calvin makes them toast. He's in the kitchen talking to the toaster: "Come on now, we've got hungry customers waiting." (Again, I ask, where does he get this stuff?")
I must say it's a beautiful thing when kids can make their own toast.
And if I didn't feel like I'd been run over by a Mack truck, I'd be really glad that Charlie sleeps eleven or twelve straight hours most nights and that (for the moment, knock on wood) there are no barfing, fevers, extracurricular mess-making or fist fighting going on.
I think the children sense how unpretty any one of those things would make me today.
7.15.2008
Naptime Never Looked So Good
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AMEN on the carseat buckle buckle buckle buckle ... all that ... that's why I threw a mini tantrum in the walmart parking lot yesterday and told Chris to stay in the car with the baby, I needed some blow off steam drive that shopping cart as fast as I can without killing someone time.
I was all better until I got to the diaper aisle and found out all of the Size 2 diapers in my preferred non cloth brand were sold out. Then I threw another mini tantrum and someone told me to go sit in the corner. Just kidding. They should have told me to go sit in the corner.
One word! Caffeine! What a great idea about tetris. I need to replace mine sooooo bad. I love sneaking off early so I do not have to take anyone. Beautiful! BTW you crack me up. "I think the children sense how unpretty any one of those things would make me today" Been there done that!!!!
Aw, I hope you're able to get a little cat-nap in. Or at least head to bed early tonight? These kinds of days are rough.
It is good to see you left out the things I said after being startled awake every hour on the hour. This is after all a family friendly blog.
I like CYD's comment. I was wondering if he slept through all that. My husband actually does. I hear my son get up and go to the bathroom, or cry out in the night, or as has been happening lately, wake up at 11pm and talk himself back to sleep for a while. My husband hears none of it.
He assures me that when I'm gone for the night and he's "on duty" that he's a much lighter sleeper.
"hungry customers" sounds like David. I don't know why. I mean, I've never heard him say that or anything like it. But I wouldn't be surprised if I did.
Look at Sara trying to make you a junkie...
Wha ... wha?
Charlie sleeps for 10 or 12 hours STRAIGHT?! Twelve hours??
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