Rest

Meredith is home from school with a fever and a very sore throat today. 

Her demeanor has pinballed between pathetic (before Advil) to "I'm feeling great!" (after Advil) all day long.

Michael isn't sure if he has a playmate or an adversary at home with him.

A little bit ago, I announced that they were both looking tired

 so we were going to lay down for naps.

That was then...

I heard cries of

"But I'm not tired!!" and

"I'll never be able to go to sleep!" 

And

this is now

And here is how much time had passed

I have a snoring, little girlie on the couch
and a twitchy, sweet boy next to me on my bed.

They were both so tired, they never knew what hit them in those 2 minutes.

Score one for the Mama
Smile.