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In Which I Wonder...Why Am I Awake?

Both kids are sleeping soundly. In fact, everyone in the house is sleeping soundly. I woke up this morning at 5:15 AM with the soundtrack from Titanic the musical playing in my head. Thanks for that Ray.  Hard as I tried, I simply could not go back to sleep. So here I am (now 6 AM), waiting for the day to begin.  


Maybe my head is too full. Though not with anything in particular, that's for sure! 


Yesterday, Brooklyn wet through her pull up, so I got to start the day with a load of laundry. I'm not too, too worried about the bed wetting. At this point I still think it's probably more physical than psychological, although she does have a lot on her little mental plate and she handles life like a champ! I'll probably bring it up at her next physical. 


So, laundry, breakfast, school run (with both kids since Grayson was awake). I do not think I will miss these very early mornings next year!  Then Grayson went down for a wonderful nap and I enjoyed a cup of coffee...well, half a cup anyway. I find I can't finish a cup of coffee these days. Then I did dishes, mopped the kitchen floor, and vacuumed so much that the belt broke! Fortunately Ray was home to fix it. My knight in shining sweat pants! 


By then, Grayson was up, so I showered and dressed and took my boys to lunch and an eye brow waxing (I know...I'm too kind!). The technician was sweet, but I think waxing my brows hurt her more than it did me! Every time she ripped she would make a little noise! 


We stopped by Party City for some last minute CYT props and headed home! Ray picked up Brooklyn while I worked on CYT Spring Session Stuff and Grayson tried to nap. He slept a little in the car, so wasn't quite ready to go down. He mostly played in his crib. If he'd had more time he would have eventually gone to sleep, but we had to get to the church early to prepare for the dress rehearsal of showcase. 


Boy, talk about stressful! I felt like I was in 20 places at once! But thankfully we had some parents help out and Ray and Whitney both did a great job corralling the kids and keeping them from running rampant in the auditorium. 


Bed time was quick and easy. Brooklyn went right out. Grayson needed a little "running around time", but within the hour he was ready and went right down himself. He woke around 11:30 for a bottle. The process wound him up a bit, so Ray had to take him downstairs, but I don't think he was up for long. Then everybody slept through the night. Now it is almost 6:15, and time to start all over! 


Today my plan is to dust, vacuum, and clean the upstairs bathroom, and maybe even vacuum the basement. I might take a nap when Grayson does, since I've been up earlier than usual. And of course I have some chauffeur duties...Brooklyn to school, Ray to work...then they both have to come home. But it should be an easy day. 

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