Mike and I take turns getting up early with the kids on the weekends. Saturday's I get up with them and Mike gets to sleep. On Sunday's he gets up with then and I get to sleep. Usually, it's me getting up with them and him sleeping until 10 or later, but we won't talk about that ;-) This past Sunday, I FORCED him out of the bed. I just continued to push and push and push him until he got pissed off enough and got out! About an hour later, the kids kept coming in the bedroom asking for this and that. I could hear them talking out in the living, and making popcorn (yes, at 8 am) Then I hear them playing hide and seek, arguing etc etc. Then back in my room mom, mom, mom. So, I said forget it, I am never going to be able to sleep, so I got up. Walk out into the living room.. and what's daddy doing??
Yep, you guessed it.
SNORING away with Mya and mason laying on top of him. Never heard a thing (I wish I could sleep this heavy) Had no idea the kids were eating popcorn, or even fighting. I actually texted him this picture yesterday, and he responded, When was this?? Of course, he says, I wasn't sleeping!
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