Last night may have been the coldest night so far this month, maybe even this winter; single digits at best and negative numbers with the windchill. Jeff and Sam were at a Scout camp, sleeping in tents with a bunch of other Scouts. That does not sound fun to me. At all. Sam had so many clothes on when they left yesterday that he looked like a marshmallow.
I was feeling sorry for them as I climbed in my soft, warm bed late last night. And then I couldn't sleep. I woke up a dozen times because Miss Sadie-bug likes to sleep with me when daddy is away and she snores like a chainsaw. Seriously. I tried rolling her over or propping her up with another pillow to get her to stop. No luck. Finally, somewhere around three a.m., I slept.
6:10 a.m. - Soren appears by my bed. "Mom, I just want to snuggle for a bit." I happily pull him in and look forward to more sleep. But Soren wants to talk. "I wonder if...", "Did you know...", Today I want to...." After about 5 minutes he decides he wants to get his Saturday chores done so he can play. He heads to the kitchen and I can hear him finding something for breakfast. Thankfully, I drift off again.
6:32 a.m. -
Soren (cheerfully): Mom, how long are you going to stay in bed?
Me (rather groggy): What do you need, honey?
Soren: Well, I made you something.
Me: What is it?
Soren: It's a surprise.
Me (reluctantly): I guess I'd better get up and see it.
Soren: Nope. You have to stay in bed. I'll be right back.
Soren: I made it all by myself. One is for you and one is for Sadie. Sorry about the goopy butter on one piece.
Sadie and I shared the piece without the goopy butter. I've been up ever since. ;)