Sleep

When we first moved in with mom and dad things were really hectic. I focused first on making sure that everybody had a place to sleep and a place to put their clothes. Seems silly, but for some reason those were the things I focused on. About 3 weeks ago George decided that he no longer wanted to sleep on his bed. He has a nice bed, a full, big down comforter, fluffy pillows. All to himself. Where does he want to sleep? On the floor. Every night for about a week this is where I would find him.




I give up. I fixed him a pallet on the floor and that is where he sleeps. The bed is home to stuffed animals and well what ever else needs a home at the moment. Kevin says that he used to like to sleep in the floor too.

Another George story:
I folded laundry then headed off to do other things leaving the kids to put away their piles. A 1/2 hour or so later I went to put something away in the room that George and Lily share. Right in the doorway is George's stack of clothes. I found him and asked him to redo his job. His response? "What? you saw that?" Of course I did goofball, now go do the job right!