The Overflowing Cup: January 2011

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Slumber party!!!

What a face to wake up to!

Even if it is 1:30 in the a.m.

We got home and into bed late last night. Having been at a friend's house, all the boys crashed there for a bit (except for Sam, who stayed awake the whole time). The babies were wide awake all the way home, but I knew they'd have no issues getting back to sleep once they were in their cribs. We got in around 12:30, and I hurried to put both babies in their cribs and then go to find blankets for the beds of the 3 older boys - because of course, that was the day I had chosen for washing every piece of their bedding. Everyone was settled and asleep by 12:45. Ahhh...bed!

I sleep with the baby monitor on by my nightstand, which isn't really all that necessary anymore, but if one starts to fuss, which is rare, I want to get in there before they disturb their brother. I was awakened slowly around 1:30 and realized that I'd been hearing noise for quite awhile, seeping into my subconscious as my mind waited for the rest of me to wake up. Eventually I realized that the noises were coming from the monitor, and they kind of sounded like fussing, but not quite. I actually sat up in bed and exclaimed about it to Brian, who didn't hear me due to the fact that he was still very sound asleep.

So I went into the nursery, feeling like I was in a dream. It was very surreal. There were both stinkers, standing up in their cribs, Josiah with a dazed look on his face, and Isaac just giggling and giggling. Uncontrollably. At nothing, apparently.

I said something like, "What in the world are you doing awake??!!"

I went and laid Isaac down first, then went to tuck in Josiah, and all the while, Isaac just giggled and giggled. I'm talking loud, full-force giggling!

I had apparently forgotten to turn the lights off when I left their room at 12:30! And just like little birds, they refused to settle down in the brightness.

I have a little boy who gets happier and happier the more tired he becomes!

A bit horsey

At brunch today, we were playing our weekly "guess the animal" or "guess the Bible character" game, and the following conversation took place:

"Is your animal a boy or a girl?"

To which we tried to explain that each kind of animal had both genders.

To which Sam got on the subject of girls/women.

Daddy: "Mama's a girl."

Sam: "No she's not! She's a woman."

Daddy: "She's a girl and a woman."

Sam: "She's an old girl then."

"Old girl"

In a house with 6 guys, this is what I've been reduced to.