…well, not really.
So, around 5 am this morning, I awoke to hear footsteps above me.
You’ll remember that on Wednesday night, Monkey Girl broke Baby Monkeys bed.
The end result was that we need to wait until the weekend to fix it, so the boys have both been sleeping in Monkey in the Middle’s bed.
So far, so good.
They aren’t staying up late chatting, and are getting along fine.
So, this morning, when I heard the footsteps at 5, I imagined Monkey in the Middle was up, as usual, and that he was taking a morning run to the bathroom.
I fell back to sleep.
When I woke up at 5:45, the house was still eerily quiet, but there was a strange glow coming from the basement.
I got out of bed and snuck downstairs to find this:
The boys had actually been up since 5 and were snuggled in the recliner, playing Indiana Jones 2 on the xBox, with the volume off so they wouldn’t wake anyone.
They also had already gotten their own breakfast and had eaten.
Be still my heart with these two.
They are enough to break a Mama’s heart!
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