This past week has been somthin'. We are all practicing social distancing, which honestly isn't that hard for me...I tend to not like people much. The reality of the boys not being in school hasn't really hit yet. But then picking up their computers from school was completely emotionally overwhelming for me. I seem to be in a constant state of feeling like we are overreacting and underreacting at the same time.
Leave it to Sam though...
Keeping a normal bed time has been a struggle so far since the boys and Travis are all little night owls and they technically don't have to get up for anything specific. And the upset in anything normal, has sent me right back to giving in and snuggling with Sam until he falls asleep every night. Two nights ago, it was a loooooooooooong snuggle. This kid. We went to bed around 9:30 and he FINALLY stopped talking when the clock was nearing 11. So. Many. Stories. And questions. And "jokes." And stories and questions and questions and questions.
"gasp! MOM! What is the entiiiiire universe made of?!"
"Hey Mom...why did the cookie cross the road? Because he was stuck in a crack. Wait, no, that's this one. Lemme get it back in my brain. Mom...why did..no wait..why diiiidn't the cookie cross the road? Because he felt crummy! HA!"
"Mama? How do you make grass?"
Go. To. Sleep.
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