According to Luke's Kindergarten calendar, in their two week Seussabration (totally made that one up. . .I think it's a keeper. . .Sam, on the other hand, might groan. . .anyway, they have been celebrating two weeks of Dr. Seuss).
So, he had to dress Wacky. . .hence, Wacky Wednesday. . .
Well, in true Wacky Wednesday form, I slept through this morning's alarm. . . which goes off twice just to make sure you wake up. . .
I woke up, however, at 7:22. . . Exactly 27 minutes after the alarm goes off. . .
[must have something to do with going to sleep after 11:13. . .waking up 45 minutes later to a crying Ethan who went to bed in his regular clothes and was cold. . .put him in his jammies and came back to bed 45 minutes later. . .wide awake. . .woke back up to a coughing Ethan at 12:30....gave him cough medicine and fell back asleep an hour later. . .back up at 5 am for more coughing and medicine. . .]
Jumped out of bed, heart racing, bleary-eyed, and tripping over Max. . .who just looked at me with one eye and groaned. Me too.....
Rushed to Jack's room: Get up!!!! Get up!!!! I overslept!!!!!
And Luke's room. He was not pleased. And had no sympathy for my oversleeping plight.
We made it in time for the bus.
And Ethan slept in until 8:30. He spent the morning playing quietly. Happily. Obviously trying to lull me into a false sense of security.
I ran upstairs to get some laundry. And came down to find maple syrup from the Cracker Barrel all over the entry carpet.
Sigh. . .
There's a moral to the story here somewhere.
So, he had to dress Wacky. . .hence, Wacky Wednesday. . .
Well, in true Wacky Wednesday form, I slept through this morning's alarm. . . which goes off twice just to make sure you wake up. . .
I woke up, however, at 7:22. . . Exactly 27 minutes after the alarm goes off. . .
[must have something to do with going to sleep after 11:13. . .waking up 45 minutes later to a crying Ethan who went to bed in his regular clothes and was cold. . .put him in his jammies and came back to bed 45 minutes later. . .wide awake. . .woke back up to a coughing Ethan at 12:30....gave him cough medicine and fell back asleep an hour later. . .back up at 5 am for more coughing and medicine. . .]
Jumped out of bed, heart racing, bleary-eyed, and tripping over Max. . .who just looked at me with one eye and groaned. Me too.....
Rushed to Jack's room: Get up!!!! Get up!!!! I overslept!!!!!
And Luke's room. He was not pleased. And had no sympathy for my oversleeping plight.
We made it in time for the bus.
And Ethan slept in until 8:30. He spent the morning playing quietly. Happily. Obviously trying to lull me into a false sense of security.
I ran upstairs to get some laundry. And came down to find maple syrup from the Cracker Barrel all over the entry carpet.
Sigh. . .
There's a moral to the story here somewhere.
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