Over the last few mornings I have been waking up at the crack of dawn to a light rain. I used to sleep through rain, but now that I know RAIN=LEAKS I have a hard time ignoring it and just trusting in our $4 tarp fix. This morning once again something woke me up too early. I heard noises downstairs and it seemed like all the lights were on. Due to the previous two morning wakings, I was trying really hard to ignore and go back to sleep. After all noisy and lights are not as threatening as rain dripping through the roof. I succeeded and beat the insomnia. But my dreams evolved to who was really down stairs. All the kids have started complaining that they are hungry right at bedtime. It is usually a ploy to either get a dessert snack or just to stay up a little longer. Whoever it was hungry enough to brave going downstairs in the middle of the night. That eliminated Samantha who won’t go downstairs in broad- day light alone. Joshua is such a heavy sleeper that I couldn’t imagine him venturing downstairs either. I dreamed about the morning when I found Jacob eating ice-cream the day after his birthday when he was four, and I know I heard the refrigerator door, so that was a possibility. Then again, Matthew is pretty self sufficient and is an early riser so he was my main target. Things quieted down and I never heard anyone come back up, so my semi-conscious was able to fully go back to sleep except for every time I turned over I had lights shine in my eyes from the hall.
When it was really time to wake up I found Jacob asleep on the couch and a bowl of cereal on the counter. I was glad to see it wasn’t ice-cream. Apparently he had woken up from a nightmare around 5 am. Tonight he said that he hoped he had that dream again, because he thought it was really cool to be the first one up in the morning. I personally avoided any soft surface this afternoon that may have resulted in a cat nap, I am hoping to sleep past those early dawn hours.
On a different note, this morning I was outside picking weeds and Matthew and Joshua were helping me. Matthew brought over a little weed and said, "This is a kid weed, he’s 6 years old." Then Joshua pointed to a tall flower that we have and said, "That’s a grandpa weed." But then I corrected him that wasn’t a weed, so it is a grandpa flower. Of course I am smiling to my self and then Matthew took the cake with pulling "A daddy weed that was 23 years old." What does that mean? It is funny to see their perception of time and age. Either Scott and I seem really young or it is just the opposite and anyone over 20 is old.
When it was really time to wake up I found Jacob asleep on the couch and a bowl of cereal on the counter. I was glad to see it wasn’t ice-cream. Apparently he had woken up from a nightmare around 5 am. Tonight he said that he hoped he had that dream again, because he thought it was really cool to be the first one up in the morning. I personally avoided any soft surface this afternoon that may have resulted in a cat nap, I am hoping to sleep past those early dawn hours. 
On a different note, this morning I was outside picking weeds and Matthew and Joshua were helping me. Matthew brought over a little weed and said, "This is a kid weed, he’s 6 years old." Then Joshua pointed to a tall flower that we have and said, "That’s a grandpa weed." But then I corrected him that wasn’t a weed, so it is a grandpa flower. Of course I am smiling to my self and then Matthew took the cake with pulling "A daddy weed that was 23 years old." What does that mean? It is funny to see their perception of time and age. Either Scott and I seem really young or it is just the opposite and anyone over 20 is old.
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I hear you with the insomnia. I didn't have it when I was pregnant with Brayden but I've had it back and forth with this pregnancy. It's no fun!
How cute...kids always put age and height together. I think the younger kids have thought I'm younger b/c I'm so short. Too bad that isn't the case, right? :)
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