I’ve been operating on very little sleep for the past week or two.  I get into this cycle of insomnia and it is awful!  Then for the past week Trekky man has been sick and  was sleeping down stairs so I wouldn’t hear him snoring (thanks to the cold), and so he could actually lay some what propped up and breathe.  So…. I’ve been dealing with any kids who have woken up during the night on my own.  Now I’ve been spoiled our whole marriage.  Trekky man is usually the one who deals with kids during the night.  I do a fair share too, but because of my insomnia he tends to do the majority at night.  So this week has been unusually hard.  5 of 5 has climbed into bed with me pretty much every night.  4 of 5 has as well a couple of times.  I am just too tired to move them back, and if I get up and do something it tends to wake me more.  Anyhow….with that preview of the week I was overjoyed to find out we had a 2 hour delay this morning.  Ahhh I didn’t have to arise at 6:30!  So the older girls got up and packed their own lunches, ate breakfast, fed the little ones, and while I was in the shower my friend Nicole picked them up for school.  Then I came down the stairs………… this is where the pain comes in!!!!

I look into my kitchen and see my 3 year old sitting on the bread machine pretending it was a toilet and making peeing sounds,(thankfully he was still clothed), I see pretty much every serving bowl out of the cabinet filled with chips and chocolate animal crackers….they were also spewed all over the floor too, ohhh and don’t forget the cat food that was dispersed around the room too.  I really should’ve taken a picture but just hastened to clean it up.  Sorry but I’m sure u can just imagine it!  So was the 2 hour delay worth it???? I’m  trying to decide while they are  upstairs happily eating chocolate animal crackers for breakfast.  Some days are just like that!