1:00 am - He's up wanting attention. I lay by him for 15 minutes before tiring of eye jabs and the like. Tell him to go. to. sleep. Go to sleep myself.
1:38 am - Awake to a noise. Check out the boy's room. Cole is missing. Hear a noise from the living room. He had helped himself to a cup and a half gallon of almond milk from the fridge. He has his cup on the couch and is trying to figure out how to get the screw cap off the carton. He has also turned the computer on. For light, maybe? Meanwhile, the fridge door is wide open. I give him a cupful that he downs like he's been wandering in the desert for 30 days. I retrieve his pillow and blanket and firmly put him in the port-a-crib that is in our room for my daycare baby. Go back to sleep.
See this beauty?
1:52 am - Avrie starts screaming. Bad dream. I get her a drink and tuck her back in. Go back to sleep myself.
2:12 am - Wake to Avrie climbing in my bed. Too tired to fight it.
sometime after that - Nolan's peeing. Loud enough to wake the entire house. Aside from Cole, Avrie and Evan. Go back to sleep. Again.
The Real Morning - Wake with more wrinkles than yesterday and eye bags big enough they'd need to be checked at the airport.