On Sleep

Okay, cute kids. Let's give it another go tomorrow, eh?

But in order for tomorrow to come, Peter, you need to fall asleep. Please fall asleep so your mama can.

Brooklyn, you are the champion of sleep. Always. Remind me of this when you're older and want something I won't give you. Remind me of how well you slept and napped as a babe and whatever you want-- it's yours.

Let's be honest. You could skip right past these words because they were simply necessitated by the cute pictures I wanted to post. 

I'm hoping that while I sleep and recharge, elves will come and clean my house.