At-man is totally unable to fall asleep without an adult lying next to him pretending to already be asleep (yes, I know it’s our own fault). This can take anywhere between 10 minutes to 2 hours depending upon whether or not he has had any sleep prior in the day. You cannot imagine what I go through to keep this kid from falling asleep during daylight hours. I would not be surprised to find out that the overwhelming population of this town is under the impression that I have completely lost my mind after seeing me driving around town screaming out song lyrics and blindly reaching into the backseat of the car to tickle the little bugger out of his stupor. The basic trick is to not get into a car after 3 in the afternoon. A moment after that and my Altima transforms into some sort of magical “sleep buggy”. Luckily today At-man managed to actually stay alert for the entire trip home from the mall…SWEET! It was actually Hipster D’s turn to snuggle but after a mere minute upstairs he came back down to tell me that the At-man actually requested me. WHAT? Really?!

Now those of you who have children of your same sex probably have no idea why I was so surprised to hear that I was actually in favor over Hipster D. It has been my personal experiences that as far as my boys are concerned, they tend to gravitate to the family member with the same “member” if you know what I’m sayin’ (and I think you do). I am merely that boring lady who washes clothes and doles out the pink milk supply.

Normally I look forward to my night off as designated sleep assistant. It’s a rare chance of time alone to catch up on cleaning with absolutely no one coming behind me messing things back up. There was just something about my presence being requested, and knowing that he didn’t have a nap. I bounced right up and off to bed. WARNING: Those with weak stomachs should skip this part…At-man rolled over, threw his arm around my neck, and whispered “snuggling with you makes me happy mommy.” AWWWWWW. I’m all misty just thinking about it.

A few more comments like that and I just might be able to forget the diaper years long enough to want another.