The other evening it took my youngest a little bit longer than usual to fall asleep. I, on the other hand, was so exhausted, that I was almost asleep myself when I decided I’d better cover him with blankets.
Quietly, I tiptoed while holding my breath– as if that would make me Barbie like, and started towards his crib when all of the sudden, he popped up.
Frozen near the end of his crib I stood trying to look away as if that would make me invisible, but it ws to no avail. He woke up.
Twenty minutes later, I was back in my bed watching hubby hanging onto his side for dea life.