I just finished reading the newest entry of www.superty.org. Cindy seems to have had a decent night. Ty slept a lot yesterday, according to her blog. As much as that was probably so scary for her, I'm glad for her that she got some rest and quiet time. I need to try to remove myself from Ty's story... but I can't. I don't want my blog to turn into a blog about a blog, but at the same time, I don't want to stop bringing attention to their story. The more prayers and healing thoughts, the better.
With that said, my boys are bonkers this morning! It's amazing how the subconscious works. School just started a week or two ago. J has slept until and/or past 7am every morning since school began... except for the days off. This morning, a Jewish holiday (shamefully, I'm not sure which one- sorry Jewish friends!) he was up at 6am. Raring to go... ugh. R too. On school days, I've been having to stir them. They're awake, but very sleepy. I change their clothes while they're still in la la land, and hand them their tooth brushes while they're still in my bed (a big time no-no from my past life, as my sister can attest to- M)
The two of them are bananas this morning. One's on the other, then the other has his foot in the other one's face.. now, R is using his arm as a "lasso" on J's head... J let out an overly dramatic cry: "babies are attacking the worrrrrrrld!!!" and I have to laugh! They're so funny... and yeah, annoying.. and I love them so much. And I'm so happy to have their creepy little hands on my neck and on my fat belly.. they are so creepy and annoying and wonderful and lovey. I can't imagine having to contemplate that this morning's insanity could be the last. And I am grateful. So grateful.
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