Believe me, I've been tempted at times - did I mention hubby could wake the dead with his snoring? Refer to my Jeannie Bottle post for more on that one. For now... it's the short ones.
|No, we must not enter the room of the Kyle|
Let's face it - my son is in San Diego. He's not coming back! I wouldn't. Sniff, Sniff.
This one wants her privacy to change her clothes - the other wants her toys out of the room RIGHT NOW. The door is locked, she's climbing on my bed, she's wearing my clothes, she's touching my stuff, it's her mess not mine -- enough!
Did I mention I had a killer migraine on Saturday? If I were able to even open my eyes to see them, there would have been big trouble!
At first the short one said she was afraid to sleep in the room alone. She expressed her woes to the 9 year old, who didn't particular care what she had to say - she's out! Then she took a peek. She ran to the teenage twit on the wall & gave him kisses -jumped up onto her new bed -looked in the drawers and at her toys and her own space & fell in girlie love.
At bedtime last night, you'd think they were never going to see each other again. Warm embraces - good night dear sister. I love you and I will miss you. Good night little one - may you sleep tight & be well. They bode each other a fond good night & set off to bed in separate rooms.
Both girls slept well.
Neither woke during my mommy alone time.
(prior to 7 am)
I had to wake them.
All is right with the world!
I should have thought of this sooner!
Have a great day all!
As always, thank you for reading my blog!