A Not So Silent Night

Every once in while, Cullen has a rough night, you know the kind where he just can't fall back asleep when he wakes up.  When this happens, I usually give him a few minutes to fall back asleep, but if and when he doesn't I go in and get him.  It usually goes something like this:

Cullen:  Hi, Mom!
Me:  Hi, Cullen.  What's up, you can't sleep?
Cullen:  Can I come downstairs?
Me:  It's 3:00 in the morning, I think you should go back to bed.
Cullen:  (blank stare)
Me:  Alright. Let's go.
Cullen:  Where's Daddy and Arden?

And you know what?  It usually ends up being a really good time.  We watch TV and chat and usually we fall asleep on the couch- but don't get me wrong, I'm no fool, I ain't doin this every night.

So, in the spirit of Christmas, I'm wishing everyone a not so silent night every once in a while, because that's really about all anybody can handle...

Bubbles Sleeping

The battle for sleep has been an epic one in our household.  There've been quite a few nights where we've surrendered and slept-four-to-a-bed, and as much as I don't like getting a swift kick to the kidneys, I can honestly say the best thing to see when waking up is a sleep two year old.  He's all sideways in the bed, taking up half my pillow, while I am crammed onto the narrowest ledge of bed, and it's awesome.

It's moments like these, that I will treasure forever- definitely, images like this will flash through my mind as he crosses the threshold into some important parts of life: school, graduation, college, marriage and parenthood.  I will no doubt tell him about these special memories and I only hope that I do them justice and he realizes that even the littlest of moments were so completely loved; how I didn't mind it as much if it meant that I got to start my day seeing him first thing, curled up next to me.