Smart Boy

There are some days when I am exhausted by the end of the day (just some days??). Then there are other days when I am exhausted from the very beginning. One day recently, Simon was up for quite a chunk of time in the middle of the night (tooth #2 is cutting). After finally getting him back to sleep around 4am and drifting off myself, I was startled awake when my bedroom door opened at 5am. Shawn being out-of-town, I dimly registered that Jamie had announced he was "all done with sleeping" and ready "to watch a movie." I mumbled something that must have sounded like agreement because I found myself snoozing to the dinosaur sounds of Little Foot and Cera as the pillows next to me were rearranged again and again. It was not until later in the day when I was cleaning up my room that it came back to me that Jamie had also asked for something to eat during his movie. Again, I must have said something about helping himself in the pantry closet downstairs and opened his choice of food for him (since he cannot open most wrappers himself). It was only later, as I was sweeping crumbs off the bed and collecting wrappers, that I realized that Halloween candy and Nutter Butters were the breakfast of champions that morning.