I hope my boys are in good spirits today. For the first time in a long time, they got 12 hours of sleep last night. They were up late Friday night, up early Saturday morning and repeated the process that night and Sunday morning.
Sunday morning about 7:00 Justin walks in my room and walks around the bed and stage whispers, “Mom. Mom. Mom.” Until I reply “what?” Justin tells me that he has to go potty. I tell him to go and that he does not have to wake me up so he can go to the bathroom. (I can’t wait for him to outgrow the announcing of when he needs to use the restroom.)
After that he decides that he is going to crawl in bed with his big brothers and sleep. Of course that just wakes the crew up and soon we hear all three of them forgetting that they are supposed to be quiet if Mom and Dad are still in bed. Then Justin comes in and tells me he is hungry. I tell him that there are Pop Tarts on the bar and to help himself. I have got to get the third one trained to be more self-sufficient!
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