Monday, as soon as I got home from the pharmacy I pounded down some cough medicine in an effort to get drowsy so I could rest. But it wasn't until a few hours later with the second dosing that I got some sleep (we can blame the calendar crafting). I felt better after that nap, able to get up and clean the kitchen and cook dinner - a hearty chick pea, kale and ham soup.
Later, when it was time for bed I wanted to be sure I didn't cough myself awake again so I dosed myself up with my cough meds, finished gluing the letters onto that advent calendar and slipped into my warm bed. I was just off to Slumber Land when I thought I heard a rumbling noise and felt the bed shake. I immediately asked Scott if that was an earthquake (at least I thought I asked him). He just snored in his sleep. I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or not so I hopped on FaceBook to get a quick pulse of the news and after a few minutes of no earthshaking news (har) I thought I heard Emi say "Mommy?". I turned to Scott to ask him if that was Emi but he was still asleep so using my phone as a flashlight, I crept out into the hallway to investigate.
I opened the door to the Little Ones' room and they were fast asleep. I walked quietly to the other side of the house to Emi's room and crept up her stairs to find 2 sleeping doggies on the floor and Emi asleep on her bed. I could actually hear Emi snoring before I got up her stairs...
So, am I ready for the Funny Farm? Is my house haunted? Or maybe is that cough syrup a little too good?