Try as I might, I cannot seem to understand the fascination of sleeping in our bed versus their own. I get that we have kickin' flannel sheets, but that's about it.....I like to move in my sleep, as does my husband, so WHY do they think it's comfortable to squish in between us? Never mind their penchant for digging their feet under us, which leads to near death experiences for the children, as we aren't always wide awake when their assault begins :-)
After such a restful night's sleep, I'm pleased to say I'm up and at 'em, the washing machine is off balance, and I'm still sitting here typing....where is my focus today? Apparently, not on the rather deafening noise from the basement.
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