More on Sleeping

I don't sleep in. Really. Sleeping in for me is sleeping until 7 am.

I don't get a lot of nights where I'm not woken up, either, so when the Princess came in at 5 am with a nightmare, I just counted it normal. Finally, an hour or two later, when my arm couldn't take the pain anymore, I managed to get her back into her own bed in hopes that I could catch just a little more sleep. For the next amount of unknown time, I vaguely remember asking God to please make her stop talking and waking up her brother or at least making me unaware of what she was doing.

I guess He answered my prayers, because the next thing I knew my phone was going off. I'm sure I had not so nice thoughts of whoever it was calling me so stinking early in the morning, but then I noticed it was Punky…and it was 9:11 am! ( I do find that somewhat ironice!) Anyway, the texts went something like this.

Punky: "Hey, what do u got going 2day?"

Me: "OMG! Thank you! We all overslept! I got to get the Smart One to karate by 9:30!"

And then I ran downstairs, to find everyone still asleep. Except for the Talented One, who had bowling in 15 minutes. I asked him why didn't he wake us up. His reply?

"Mom, I thought you were up. You don't sleep in. I thought you were watching tv with B-boo or something."

A) I don't watch tv on a Saturday morning when we have to get three children out of the house by 9:30 am.

B) Hello, I don't watch tv on a Saturday morning and not make coffee.

C)This is exactly why I don't sleep in!

PS: As for Punky who was so nice to wake me up; well, she got to come help me organize my scrapbook stuff, craft stuff, and office stuff. Yah…she loves me!