Saturday, January 15, 2011

For the Love of Sleep

The fella recently turned me on to a hilarious blog called The Pregnant Chicken. Specifically he pointed me in the direction of a particularly funny post entitled Hide Your Baby Please. It tells the tale of a woman whose beloved husband and children are all hounding her to have a 4th baby and how she ain't havin' it. It's hysterical.

The husband tries to sway her by having her go peek in on her little angels while they're sleeping, and I must say, that one would have done me in. I do it every night. And, you see where it got me.

Lately they've been so yummy dreamy, I'm struck dumb by the pure sweetness of it all.

Dumb enough to take pictures.

There they'll be in blissful, undisturbed, slumber...and there I come with the flash bulbs. Geez Ma.

Dizzy's bedtime antics have been quite theatrical. Last week he slept two nights in a rubbermaid tub because he was a Jack in the Box.

And last night, he requested a tail and slept under the train table - a perfect dog house.

This little pup didn't buy it when I tried to sell him on the idea that his whole room was like a big doghouse. No dice.


  1. I do the exact same thing! Glad to know I'm not the only one...

    Your boys are such a hoot!