I've already done two hours at work, eaten breakfast, gone to the restroom a few times and packed one child off to school. Still all is calm and quiet around here. I'm basking in the stillness that a quiet morning can bring. They are indeed a rarity.
Oh wait... Mick just called my name. He's awake telling me about his nightmare how I divorced him (he has these dreams all the time- a little disconcerting), he asked me once again on Christmas day to marry him, and I turned him down. Supposedly because I only liked him and not loved him. How funny, he woke up terrified and even ventured up the stairs to give me a hug and see if I still loved him. Oh my! Relax honey- I still love you, no plans of divorce -EVER- it's not a word in our house, remember. But I definitely like you too. That is an important part!
Soon Abbie and Libby will be bright eyed and bushy tailed.
I love the peacefulness of my sleeping children. No nightmares about divorce and rejection. Just happy sleep of pouncing sheep and a puffy cloud sky.
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