11:00 p.m. - The littlest child crying "Mummy! Mummy!" As I open one eye, I am hoping that he is only dreaming and I that I can snuggle under the covers and get back to my dream. Nope. That would have been too easy. Instead, my one eye is looking at my bright doe-eyed little boy staring back at me with the saddest little face known to man...and just then I suddenly catch a waft of ammonia in the air and quickly realize I am laying in a sea of tinkle. Ok. So he tinkled the bed, it happens every once in a while. We get up, clean up, and put him back in his bed (which is in our room by the way) because did I mention he tinkled in mommy and daddy's bed?
11:30 p.m.- The doe-eyed boy falls back to sleep
11:35 p.m. - Daddy says bump this, I'm going in the living room. Walks off stage right with this blankey in tow.
1:30 a.m. - I finally fall back to sleep (after surfing the internet, a little candy crush I passed level 180! Yes! and some Facebook)
4:45 a.m. - The little one is now standing in the darkness, and I can hardly believe it. I look at the clock then back at him. I ask "What are you doing up, sweetie?" Silence. I asked the question again. Silence. I look closely and his pants and underpants are on the ground. Seriously? Yes, the same scent I caught earlier, I caught once again. Is it time for me to cry yet?
**My son will surely be quite upset when he gets older for spilling his tinkle stories**
4:50 a.m. - Clean up # 2. Mumbling under my breath, "What in the heck did Daddy give you to drink tonight?!
4:55 a.m. - Speaking of Daddy, he is all cozily wrapped up in his blankey on the couch fast asleep.
5:00 a.m. - Oh my gracious the girl is up
5:01 a.m. - The realization that I won't be going back to sleep
6:00 a.m. - Daddy leaves for work and we know what that means...I'm stuck by myself.
7:00 a.m. - Breakfast and 1st cup of tea, they've requested tuna and grits (something that requires a little bit of work)
8:30 a.m. - Might as well begin the Christmas decorating!
|A couple of cards done for the advent calendar!|
|The little one as the scissors, oh my!|
|The Teenager is up before noon and she's decorating!|
10:00 a.m. - 2nd cup of tea (wish it were spiked)
And so that's how my Saturday morning is going!
How are you doing on this beautiful Saturday?!
A drowsy, decoratin' Candilaria