Sleep

Sleep: the thing I have ruminated over and talked incessantly about this last year.  Why the last year?  Well, about a year ago, our darling Fergus was born.  He was sent for many reasons, one of which was to put us in our place after all our bragging and credit taking for how well his older brother sleeps.  We thought it had something to do with us!  We thought we did such a great job with "sleep training." HA HA HA!  HA HA! HA!  I can laugh now.  I could also go on and on about how challenging the last year has been in that department.  But I won't.  Catch me at the swings in Little Toots Park, and maybe that will be your chance to hear about it.   But for now, I'd like to use it to illuminate a deficiency in our (marvelous) small home.  We have very little in the way of sleep options.

Take a typical night: boys (presumably) fall asleep in their room.  Fergus first, Mason second.  If we upset this order by putting them in there awake together, peek-a-boo and blanket toss and giggle fest will ensue for about two hours.  Which is cute.  But not so cute when they predictably wake up at 6 am sharp, except extra grumpy.  Then Scott and I have our romantic time which involves at least an hour of dishes, laundry, food, dishes, laundry, food, dishes, laundry, food.  Clean up the floor and put the couch cushions back.  Read between two and ten pages in our books and then pass out.  Half an hour later, like clock work, Fergus starts screaming.  And then two hours later again.  And then two hours later again.  And then two hours later again.  You get my drift.  So should one of us be loosing our minds after a YEAR of this, where would one go in our house?  NO WHERE!  The couch is even closer to the little beasties.

We've considered sleeping in the garage, the car, and the motel down the street.  I've considered going out for a pack of cigarettes and not coming back.  Just kidding.  Sort-of.

So, as you can see dear reader, there are good, sane reasons for extra bedrooms.  This is where "Nana's Casita" comes in.  Hopefully mom realizes that in addition to being a cozy zone for her, we will be in there taking turns ACTUALLY SLEEPING!!

Love you Fergus!!!  Happy Birthday!