Hollis and I slept in this morning. In fact we did not get out of bed until almost 10 o’clock! I’m still amazed. I feel a newfound freedom in learning we can do this. Apparently with both boys in school, they’re a bit more low key in the evenings. We put them in bed and usually within minutes they’re asleep. Wonderful! And right now they get up early in the  morning without a hitch. Wonderful … Monday through Friday. Unfortunately they haven’t learned the difference in workday mornings and our Sabbath Saturday morning. So what that usually means is Saturday mornings both boys are up and at ‘em around 6-6:30. And once they’re up, that’s it. We’re all up whether we like it or not. Hollis and I have to take turns getting more sleep throughout the day. This has been our life for almost six years now … until TODAY.

Today when Caleb woke up at 6, without even fully understanding where my legs were taking me, I got him something to drink with a bit of melatonin mixed in with it. He’d fallen asleep without taking it the night before and in my sleep-lusting stupor I just gave it to him this morning. About an hour later he was snoozing peacefully again, but then Jadon got up. He’s easy though; he happily came downstairs by himself to watch his favorite movie (this week). Later when Caleb got up again, and when I finally woke up fully to look at the clock, I was … I was … I don’t know a word that can completely describe the intensity of disbelief I experienced at that moment. It was 9:45 AM, and I was awake not because I had to be. No, I was awake because my eyes popped open, because I’d gotten enough sleep. Wow! It’s been so long. It was a good morning. You know it had to have been; I’ve just spent over 300 words describing it. And now it is again time to go back to that wonderful place–to sleep, perchance to dream. G’night.