This family seems to be suffering from jet-lag. I guess I thought we would transition our sleep a little better but that doesn't seem to be the case. Maybe it's because the kids are kids and don't care about normal sleep, and J got sick, and I'm preggo. Those are my excuses. For me, I go to bed and two hours later wake up and my body assumes it's morning. No amount of me saying, No it's not, looking out at the darkness or drinking hot milk will put me back to sleep until about 3am. I should be glad, right? Back to sleep at three! But it is short lived because a small boy I know wakes up at 4. I tell me go back to bed, so he does, and returns to my room every 15 mins to see if it is morning. By 5-5:30, I usually just get up, because I can't sleep anyways. R is up too.
So this great sleeping has provided the family with some much needed quiet time in the afternoon. All of a sudden around three in the afternoon, things get really quiet. Today I found this....Super hero mid flight! Crash landed on armchair, dead to the world. R was asleep on couch and J in the lazy boy. Ah Naptime!
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So this great sleeping has provided the family with some much needed quiet time in the afternoon. All of a sudden around three in the afternoon, things get really quiet. Today I found this....Super hero mid flight! Crash landed on armchair, dead to the world. R was asleep on couch and J in the lazy boy. Ah Naptime!
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