The last time I glanced at the clock this morning was 3 am. No more TALL glasses of Coffee & esspresso for me late at night - I have enough trouble sleeping. I was finally asleep when Hunter decides to crawl in bed. Well - I'm barely aware of him anyway, so I let him stay.
Probably not 1/2 hour later - here comes Brock. So, I keep scooting closer to Shawn. I realize Brock came, but I'm too tired to do anything about it. So I let him stay.
Next thing you know, I wake up, in a scrunched up position. Valentine (our Dalmation) decided she wanted on the bed also - so she laid at my feet - all 75 lbs of her, then I notice Hunter and Brock were so close to me I'm surprised I could breath.
It's now 5:30 am. So I get up to use the restroom, and when I went back to my bed - there was no place for me! The boys decided to spread out, and Val was still at the foot of the bed, and I was too tired to argue or move anyone, I pulled up the bed spread, next to Valentine (who had been outside for 2 days straight and didn't smell the greatest) and went back to sleep at the foot of my OWN bed!
I'm sure Shawn had to be wondering what in the world was going on when he woke up - because as usual, he slept thru it all!
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Thanks for the laugh; I needed one today. Although this does not happen too much anymore, I have been there too many times with our kids. It's funny, because every now and then, I will come in to go to bed and there's one of my kids in bed, wanting to sleep with us. OK, my son will soon be 16 and my daughter 13! They just don't get that they are too big for this!
I guess I should be thankful that they are close enough to us that they still want to be near us!
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