Do you ever have one of those days/nights where it just all comes together?
Yeah, pretty fricking rare around here too!
But tonight, the clouds parted for just a moment, and a ray of light shone down on me, and my children, and my sewing room, and it all went right for a moment.
I thought it was going to hell at 5:30, when Corben fell asleep for his 4th nap today.
That was sure to be the demise of bedtime as we know it.
He woke up at 6:30, wailing.
We snuggled, he ate.
Griffin, who spent a good part of this (rainy) day playing games on the computer (I'm a bad, bad mother,) was bouncing off the walls after dinner, and the snack that he requested 30 minutes after dinner was over.
(I gave in, but I had a secret...carbs. I fed him all carbs. Dinner, and snack. Carbs. HA!)
I convinced him to pick out some books and come snuggle with Corben and I in the big bed. We'd read. He'd keep bouncing. Eventually, something would give.
Corben conked in a milk drunk stupor.
Griffin and I read 4 books (one up from our usual three,) and he bounced and bounced and bounced around until about 6 minutes after the last book ended, when he threw his arm around me and said "Mama, I just wanna snuggle with you," and passed out cold.
And at 8:06 I posted this picture to Twitter, and proclaimed it a sign that I was to head up to my sewing room and sew:
I had already been in my sewing room today to start and finish a little project that I got into my head, a blanket for my cousin who's shower is in a few weeks. The best thing about having a stash is being able to whip off last minute projects at random, like these:
Shower blankey: And another blanket/changepad thingy I whipped up last week, combined with an excuse to show off the cutest baby on the planet, made extra cute by the accentuation of the Thunder thighs by the BabyLegs:
Anyway, back to my story about the light shining from the heavens and what not...
So by 8:10, cold beverage in hand, I was in my sewing room, turning this:
into a quilt.
Hot damn if I didn't get it all cut, and 12 squares pieced. It needs some sashing , and the top is done. Go me.
By 9:30 I was (back) here, at the computer. I've been chatting with friends, answering emails, christmas shopping, finishing my drink, hushing children, nursing babies, and blogging for the past 2 hours, all of which was delightful.
And now I'm going to hit publish, and crawl into bed.
And that, my friends, is what I call a successful evening.