March 6, 2011
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Sunday Morning
Was just chatting with someone in Canada who just went to bed for the night, and we’re already in the next morning. Despite the years we’ve spent overseas, that concept is still weird to me. I quite wish we could just be going to bed right now in last night because last night was, in a word, terrible. Agh! I dont know what Asher’s deal is, but he wakes up at times and just screams. For hours. He’s not in pain, because when i come in to lie down with him he’s quiet. It’s like he’s just not sleepy and therefore angry that he’s confined to his bed, in the dark, with no juice or milk to suck on… ALL NIGHT! Like, is he not tired at all?! Did that travel mug of tea he pilfered from the neighbour keep him up? Teething? Hungry? Gah!! I actually thought i might have a bad night of sleep due to nightmares after watching a ‘water movie’ (i hate water movies), but no, i didnt sleep enough during the night to have any. I took the night shift, which means Josh was good enough to take the morning shift with the boys (of course Asher wakes up chipper as a lark!) and he and Judah have gone off to church already.
Judah singing along to his Maranatha Kids Praise tape on his walkman.
