My favorite thing about you is:
You sleep in my arms.
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It seems, over the past couple of weeks the theme has been about how much they're growing up, each and every
day moment. But this week a few forces of nature combined to give me a very special moment with each of them. They slept in my arms. Last time this happened? I couldn't tell you. It's definitely been a while. Well, aside from those sleepy trips to the bathroom in the middle of the night. It's as scarce as a blue moon these days (which we also got this week - perhaps I need to go buy a lottery ticket, rare things are abound).
Over Labor Day Weekend, we had our annual backyard camp out. Tons of friends, no bedtimes, tents and glow sticks! Seriously, is there anything better? Kale went to bed around 11:00, and was up bright eyed and bushy tailed around 6:00. Seven hours isn't even close to a full nights sleep for my kiddos, especially when a giant wind storm blows through around 3:00am (exactly the time Haley and I went inside) and almost upends the tent. So they napped, and Kale pretty much could have just gone to bed, because when I woke him up at 4, he came downstairs and slept in my arms till about 5:00. It was nirvana. And Jeff made pizzas for us, so I didn't even have to get up and cook dinner. Even better. It was food that finally woke him.
On Monday we got take out for dinner, and a half rack of spare ribs gave a nasty case of food poisoning to Haley and Jeff (See folks?! This is why I don't eat meat on a bone! That neurosis totally saved my life!). Haley ended up with a five day weekend instead of just four, and when I finally sent her back to school on Wednesday, well, those two and a half hours really took it out of her. She fell asleep on me on the couch, and while I reveled in that for a bit, decided to share her with Jeff (we had to eat, thus I needed to cook, and I wanted some photos).
So the house is messy, dishes need done, toys need picked up and my carpet is slowly growing another dog worth of pile. But I got to cuddle with my kids who are growing up. That's the thing about this whole parenting deal: You never know how long a season is going to last. And as crappy as some of them are, and you're glad to seem them take their exit, some of them are so sweet that you hardly realize it when they're no more, and when you finally do, it's too late to get it back.
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