Where shall I begin? Jon Kent wouldn't fall to sleep last night. He kept saying he was scared because he thought we were already asleep. Then he wanted EVERY light in this apartment turned on. So we obliged.. why not.. we already paid our bill for the month. Then Nathan was waking up every hour... all through the night. Around 3:30am Zoey woke up, realized Jon Kent wasn't in the room (he had already crawled his way in between Kent and me) and came to my room wanting in bed with me. I told her there was no room, but I would go lay with her in her bed. So I did, thinking I would be in there 10 minutes, sneak back out and go back to my own bed. 2 hours later I wake up and get back in my bed, where my eldest child is snoring and being all around restless so I took him back to his bed. 5 minutes after getting back in my bed Nathan wakes up wanting his baba so I give it to him and lay him back down (bad, bad momma) and get back in the bed. And I kid you not.. Kent's alarm goes off for him to get up and thusly for me to get up about 20 minutes later. I told Kent to forget about waking me up, I was sleeping in. And that I did. The kids didn't get up until 8am. It was glorious.
Hopefully I'll get a run in this evening. If not.. there is tomorrow, pending my kids sleep well.