Small Price?

This weekend I caught up on a little shut-eye by sleeping in a bit on Saturday and Sunday.  Not really late – certainly not as late as I would have pre-children.  PC (pre-children) I could sleep into the afternoon.  In fact, I’m so anti mornings that, if left alone, I can sleep until 11:00am regardless of when I went to bed.  I think that’s all part of the vampire thing I have going on.

ANYWAY, just because I’m sleeping in bed does not mean the kids pester me any less, it’s just that I have super natural sleeping abilities.  You can wake me up, have a complete conversation with me, and I can go right back to sleep no problem.  I’m the complete opposite of my mother in this regard.  So the kids were in and out of my bed.  At one point, I recall Sassy coming in to get a teddy bear out from under me (and I wonder why my back always hurts). 

For the rest of the day, she kept telling people that she’d pulled the teddy bear out of my armpit and thus her teddy bear stunk like armpit.  Then she’d cackle insanely.

I told My Honey that I had no dignity left.  When had I lost all of my dignity?

He replied sagely, “That’s what they demanded we use to pay for her at the hospital – your soul and your dignity.”

My armpit didn’t smell.  I checked.