It’s late. Very late. I just tip toed up the stairs and took the extra covers off my youngest. She always over does it with the blankets and pajamas. If she gets too warm, she has night terrors and will sleep walk. I then peeked in on my soon to be 14-year-old. He is the opposite and kicks every cover off. He looked huge sprawled across his queen size bed, making it look like a child’s toddler bed. At 6ft tall, he looks down at me, but all I can do is smile up at him. They both are sound asleep. A deep, uninterruptible peaceful sleep.
The house is still. Our three dogs which usually don’t leave my side, are already tucked in. Yes, tucked in. My Chocolate Lab, Seanna, and my Chocolate Cocker, Emma, sleep on an extra large dog pillow at the foot of my bed. Every night I tell them to, “lay down” and I cover them up with a fleece blanket that they happily share. Maxim, my 4 1/2 pound Yorkie sleeps next to me…under the covers and against my left leg. He’s already in the bed, probably on my pillow, waiting for me to move him from his throne. Continue reading