i was so sick. sounds like the titled of a mercer mayer book...
it was all my body could do to fix a breakfast, make a lunch, drive across town & back home and get baby 3 down for a nap. i turned on disney junior for the orange-head, unlocked the pantry and whispered into her ear that
mama was sick, mama needs a nap.
i think kids either know when mom is serious or this one was just that desperate for free-range of the home front.
i fell asleep around 10 in the morning, waking around noon. the house was quiet and baby 3 was still snoozing. God bless my household. i peeked into the living room and could hear dylan playing upstairs in coveted big brother's room where she normally is not allowed unless she wants a big-brother-style beating. i grabbed a sip of water and climbed back into bed, setting my alarm for 2. i woke like i hadn't even fallen asleep - love those super-sound sleeps! tess also apparently loves super-sound sleep as SHE WAS STILL ASLEEP, but this time, i found duey back on the couch with a rather large bowl of applesauce, complete with ground cinnamon sprinkled on top! clearly, i am not needed.
i pulled myself together (see: ball cap), woke tess and fell into my rig for another haul across town.
- i'm thankful for that glorious sleeping baby,
- i'm always thankful (and never take for granted!) my health, and
- i'm thankful for unexplained funniness. like below. i'm not sure what duey was creating or if she "read" all these books while i slumbered or maybe it was a pathway to nothing. regardless, i love her and her silly mind.