So, it is still true, night olympics happens generally every night in my house. Someone is either pee'ing their bed, having a nightmare, or simply climbing into bed with me. So, yes, much of my sleep deprivation is caused by my loving cherubs.
But, I must confess. My love for trashy tv, a.k.a. Sex in the City reruns accompanied with a simply titled bad-for-me-snack surrounded by peace and quiet, is the other cause of my droopy eyes (and droopy but). Why is it that I can't force myself to shut the dumb tv off, even though I already know that Carrie is going to cheat on Aiden with Big?
So, it is 12:18am, hubby is traveling, I have already changed one set of wet sheets and watched two reruns. Off to bed. Tired but satisfied.
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