Sleep is a precious commodity!

Why would we waste time together by sleeping? Everything is so much funnier when you are sleep-deprived (you have to get past the initial pain and learn to embrace the fog, then it gets funny). Michele is very funny these days.

It's Tuesday night, and I'm just now recovering from having spent Saturday night and part of Sunday with Michele and the kiddos. Talk about wimpy -- it took Bobo and I both to drive home Sunday evening. We had to trade drivers twice, and it's only 140 miles!

Michele said she has learned to function with the sleep she is getting. She actually said that with a straight face. I know better.

This picture of Makenzie is just too sweet:

She is laid against Dad, and snoozing. We need a swing designed to mimic that position!

Seriously, the sleep issue is rough. The babies aren't sleeping at the same time in long enough stretches for Michele to get any quality rest, but hopefully this week with Gary home, they can take turns and at least they'll each catch up a little. Last night the babies didn't cooperate, but tonight they had cereal so hopefully that will encourage them to sleep in longer stretches.

When I prayed for Michele to have some help this week, I had no idea how it would work -- and then Gary had three vacation days crop up that were "use or lose". God takes care of the details in ways I can't even begin to imagine.