Long Days, Longer Nights

I Wake up at 6am to a drooling toddler asking for "Gabba," or "Dora." Shortly after I hear a 4 year old grabbing 1 million blankets and dragging them all into my room. On the bed we snuggle, until someone decides to break out for downstairs, and then the day of kids x3 begins! 

Drop off sister, go to the gym, errands, lunch, naps (not for mom), pick up sister, prep dinner, break up 400 fights, chase down a 2 year old 50 times,  tell a 4 year old to pee 20 times, help a 13 year old with homework, or assorted teenagerness, make and serve dinner, bath time, bed time, shower and bed. 

Sleep? ...noooooooo...

Toss and turn, watch ridiculous Amish rebellion shows, play Candy Crush, Instagram, Facebook...repeat...

It amazes me that a day can tire you out so much and yet a bed can energize you like a quad shot espresso.

It's 12:01am.