It is 9 am and the house is sleeping. BoBo came home last night and today we will have a family Christmas of sorts. Although, I’m not sure when. DD has yet to arrive and, given the chance, I could see these boys sleeping ’till noon.
As always, BoBo’s visit was kicked off with a visit from a number of his friends. And, even though they all took off when it got late, I still lost sleep waiting for my boy to make it home safely. It’s not that I don’t trust him. It’s that I am his mom and, in my world, that’s just what mom’s do.
At 6 am, I woke to find BoBo rummaging through the cupboards for something to calm his cough. I was glad to hear that he wasn’t up all night. I made him up a cup of hot lemon water with honey and before long he was back in bed — sound asleep.
It’s too bad that I’m not sleeping too.