Tag Team

On the weekends, Bryce and I are usually so pooped, that in the mornings we make deals. One of us will get to sleep in, and the other gets to nap during Fynn's first nap. It works for us. Unfortunately, it looks like the boys have made the same sort of deal, but they do it all week and it serves to make my mornings loooooooong and full of nodding off. Lately, one of them will wake up at 6:20, and the other will keep sleeping until about 7:30. The next day, they switch. And we're talking like clockwork, here. It's literally usually 6:24 when I either hear Fynn fussing or hear Ewan's voice in my ear. They perfectly alternate days, too. It's getting kind of comical, if it weren't for the fact I cannot bear having to get up before it is 7:00. It's not that I'm lazy. It's just that I'm...lazy. And when they get up that early, the morning just d-r-a-g-s f-o-r-e-v-e-r. Why can't one day, just ONE, they both sleep in for me? I've been going to bed pretty late, too, just trying to get stuff done. It's like they've gotten together and said, "Let's see how we can rile the old lady up today!" I think the worst part is the one that sleeps until 7:30. I can't help thinking, "What if the other one had slept in, too?" So close!