Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Are you ready to Rock?

The boys have discovered the tempurdic mattress, on mom's side of the bed. I have a similar photo from everyday last week.
Fletch is a wild man. He can hold his own against Floydee. Floyd may perform the "bodyslam" with increasing frequency, but Fletcher easily defends himself with the hair-pull.
We went to the Art's Festival on Saturday night. The only good part of it was Floyd taking on the persona of Gene Simmons. Other than that it was hot, and stressful dealing with Rob's agoraphobia or agora-anger more like it, and chasing Floyd through the crowd.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Supply and Demand

The boys and I have not established the laws of supply and demand. Fletcher has a problem with sleeping to the detriment of his mother....pain! Floyd demands his mom when everyone else wants to sleep.