RIGHT NOW I FEEL LIKE THIS ZOMBIE HAMSTER.

Right now I am sitting at the computer when really I wish I was curled up peacefully asleep in bed. But this mornings crazy escapades have given me temporary insomnia. It all starts with me waking up to Lena crawling in bed with us. I am too tired to fight it so I just scoot over and try to preserve the comfy feeling of unawareness I was previously experiencing. Sometime after that Dane wanders in. He attempts crawling into bed with us as well, which joyfully would have put myself, Lena, and Him all on MY side of the bed. That was not going to happen. And, of course, Mark is 100% unaware and perfectly asleep during this.

So I get out and carry Dane back to bed. Laying in bed with him for several minutes, rubbing his back,tummy, and legs. Finally he says "Go out, MOM." So I walk right past my room and head straight for Lena's, hoping that she could stay asleep in my bed, and I could catch a few more Z's in her bed. Not more than five minutes later, there's Lena at the side of her bed, or in other words, my bed, or the one I am trying to sleep in. Is there like some sort of magnetic hormone pulling half asleep children to whatever room their mother is? I sigh, and then look up, and sure enough there's Dane standing right in the doorway. Now they all want to lay with me in Lena's TWIN bed. YEAH RIGHT. So I get up again, and put Dane back to bed again. I weakly make it back to Lena's room, where she's anticipating another round of me laying with her, rubbing every last pert of her body and soothing HER back to sleep. I give up.

"Lena, why don't we go downstairs and see if cartoons are on yet?"

And that's how I made it here. And somehow, miraculously, my husband has not cracked an eyelid through any of this. Isn't that just peachy?