Benefits of a big boy room

I had a hard time sleeping last night (I think because I watched "Inside Job" before going to bed and was internally seething the whole night through), so I was in a total coma this morning when the boys woke up at 6:20. I didn't hear them at all!

I did hear Lester get out of the bed and leave the room, I assumed to head to the bathroom, but when he came back in, he got back in the bed, but left the light on in the boys' room.

"Hey. Why's the light on in the boys' room?" I asked, assuming it was 3 a.m. and he had just lost his mind.

"Because they're awake. It's 6:20," he said.

I was totally confused. How is it possibly 6:20? I JUST fell asleep. Also, how are the boys awake? It's completely quiet in their room. Where is the screaming?

"What are they doing?" I asked. "You just left them in their cribs?"

"No," Lester said, pulling the covers up over his head. "They're playing on the floor."

Whuh? My two high-maintenance boys? Playing? In their room? Without me? Without screaming?

This, I had to see.

So I dragged myself out of bed and peeked in their room.

This is what I found:


Adorable babies, in footie pajamas, with their Loveys on their heads (I told you they do that all the time and I have no idea why), playing BY THEMSELVES, in their new big boy room, with their trucks and cute wooden trains my friend Stacey gave them for Christmas!

Let me reiterate:

6:20 a.m.

Boys playing (not screaming).

BY THEMSELVES.

IN THEIR OWN ROOM (NOT OURS!)

Lester, back in the bed!

Me. Amazed.



So far, the big boy room is a hit. And not just with Cary and Dean. With Mommy and Daddy, too!