The dreaded sign of true Spring in Hancock appeared- one of our supposedly harmless but absolutely terrifying huge spiders started attempting to haul its massive self up the wall in front of my face. Early bedtime, restful night of sleep- gone, all gone!
After reading myself to the point of utter exhaustion, I lapsed into a restless sleep punctuated by startled bouts of vigilance, only to be awoken by my darling husband's alarm that had been set to snooze after he got up.
Oh, the feeling of being trapped underneath a light-sleeping baby, trying to decide which is more likely to awaken the sleeping babe- moving him and finding the offending alarm or waiting the half hour for Fred to notice it's still going off?
In the end, 5 and I were both begrudgingly awake for the day- not our best start...
We were both kind of grumbly and crabby and whiny all morning until we collapsed into a very early nap. And then, something kind of magical happened.
The sun came out.
There was no crying for a little while.
I ate a good lunch.
And then, it wasn't so bad. 5 woke up and instead of grumpy we were just kind of silly and dopey.
Not such a bad afternoon.
And as day turned into night, 5 decided to turn in early (like before it got dark early) and I'm thinking I should do my best to follow suit. If the spiders will let me....