6:26 p.m. Sunday evening

And BOTH of our kids are asleep. I swear to you. I just came downstairs from putting Jack to bed. As soon as we finished a yummy steak dinner that Daddy grilled up for us he asked to go to bed. Sure. No problem.



Before that, approximately an hour before that, Ri was banging away in her chair in the playroom watching Mickey Mouse. I was sitting w/ them, finishing the Sunday paper, and then came downstairs to help Todd w/ dinner. About ten minutes later Jack whispers down the stairs, "Mommy - Ri's asleep." So I quietly moved her tiny little self into her bed, turned on her noisemaker and left her to slumber. She will be up super early- I would assume by 5:30- but oh well. What do you do?


I am not surprised. Ri was up at 5:23 this a.m. Not an unusual time for her since the time change. We've had two weeks of super early risers. Jack stayed in his bed until about 6:10- only because we made Ri stay in our room and shut our door so he couldn't hear her loudness.


After hanging out early this a.m. we went to the movies w/ our friends Meagan and Jim and their kids: Finley and Camp. Jim rolled Camp up to the theater in his wheelchair. Poor thing. He looked so cute though. The kids did ok- the boys great and the girls fed off each other making silly noises and talking loud. When we separated them they were lots better. We made it through the whole movie and I'd take them again, as long as they have popcorn and Skittles. Ri ate so much of that crap that she came home and promptly needed two diaper changes. Gross.


I was able to squeeze in a quick trip to Costco while Todd played w/ the kids and then we spent the afternoon outside blowing leaves, raking, jumping into piles, reraking, bike riding, scooter riding, Lego building, reading, etc.... oh- and football watching.


Now our house is peaceful. It's weird. Although w/ it being dark out so early it doesn't feel tha weird.


Until next time...