Alleluia! J is coming home! He's only traveled once or twice since we've been in this house and last night came the revelation that I DO NOT sleep when he isn't home. I was tired. So tired from the weekend and the lack of sleep on Monday night (which is inexplicable). I even went out with friends and had 2 glasses of wine. I thought for sure that I would be asleep before my head hit the pillow. I didn't and I am not even sure if I ever went to sleep. I kept hearing the boys mumble or yell out in their sleep, turning over, you name it I heard it. I think it was the thought of them waking up in the middle of the night sick without J around to help that had me more nervous than the thought of someone breaking in. I think I've gotten used to that thought, growing up in Nola and all. Sad isn't it? But it's the truth.
But tonight I should sleep like a champ because Daddy's coming home!! Yay! Yay!
On another note I have been frantically trying to get a cute Christmas photo of the boys since November 1. and it is driving me nuts. Any holiday photo tips would be helpful. My friend told me to lay them both down on the bed and stand over them. But each time I've tried Pman gets pissed. So please share the wealth and tell me how you get 2 toddler boys to sit still simultaneously and smile at the camera too.