In preparation for the season, I've been leafing through my collection of Christmas storybooks and came across one of my favorites: Snowmen at Night by Caralyn Buehner. Caralyn's husband Mark whimsically illustrates the mischievous tale of the nocturnal activities of a snowman. It got me thinking about last night...
I'm bunking alone this week. Around 1:00 Michael came in to tell me he was scared. In a daze, I told him to hop in bed with me. At 3:30, the next little man came in crying because, well, I don't know why exactly, but I figured Why not? He crawled in between Michael and me. I still had not fallen back asleep a half hour later when I heard a dainty little cough outside my door. It was none other than Her Royal Highness, clutching her blankie and with an expectant look on her face. Sorry, Princess, no room at the inn. I promptly ushered her back up to bed. I turned off the alarm clock and finally went back to sleep and got an extra half-hour at the tail end of the night.
This morning, Jacob informed me that on his way down to my room at 3:30 he happened upon his little sister asleep on the stairs. What exactly goes on around here after I turn off the lights anyway? Kids, as much as I miss your daddy, it's kind of nice having the whole bed to myself, and I'd like to keep it that way tonight. Moreover, I'd really like to get my 6 hours of sleep all in one dose!
Although the two boys and I are dragging a bit today, the Princess seems not to be fazed in the least. While I was one-on-one schooling with one of the older 3 today, all was quiet with the little one. Turns out she was busy putting the finishing touches on her outfit. That hat? Well, it's been on, as you know, since Monday afternoon. But the shoes, her best Sunday shoes on backwards...they really make the outfit.
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She is absolutely darling!
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