...and then the dog ran off with her underwear.

I can remember when I was a little girl.  My sisters and I would spend our summer days swimming at my grandma and grandpa's house or a day at Raging Waters in San Jose.  I can remember feeling so tired and worn out that I literally felt like I couldn't do anything else.  I would lay down and still feel like I was swimming.  I would fall asleep and sleep so soundly that it felt like I blinked and it was morning time.  Man, I miss those days. 

I see now the pure exhaustion in my kids that I can remember.  They spend so much energy just being a kid sometimes they hit a wall and can fall asleep standing up.

On Sunday night after trick or treating Emma was as tired as I've ever seen her.  She wanted so badly for me to lay with her and read her bedtime stories - which I completely planned to do.  She was acting as a 5 year old should at 9:00pm at night after asking strangers for candy for an hour and a half but I couldn't fault her for that.  She was tired. 

We got home, and Emma walked straight to her room, Dorothy costume and red sparkly shoes still in tact.  She climbed on her bed and was out in less than two minutes.

After a few minutes of getting ready for our next day of school and work, Dan asks, as any normal concerned parent should ask of their child falling asleep unprovoked, "Did she pee?"  To which I answered, "No.  I will take her in a minute." 

A few minutes later we -and by "we" I mean Dan - scooped her up out of bed and carried the princess to her throne.  She was out!  And mumbling something like, "amafanamdalishabooble" while she is, eh hem, doing he business.  I managed to take her costume off of her, put on her jammies, pick her up again and put her back in bed all without interruption. 

The only person who may have come out ahead during these events was the dogwho, at some point, managed to sneak in, pull her underwear off of her (without any of us noticing, mind you) and run off with them into the family room.  Now that, my friend, is exhaustion. 

We All Have Them...

We all have them - moments that make you laugh, moments that make you cry, and moments that make you grab your steering wheel and thank the good Lord above that He gave your the strength to not hit your ex and end up in jail. 

Recently, THOSE moments have been happening far too frequently, but I sure have had so many more moments that have made me smile. 

I saw a little boy today by the name of Jack trick or treating at my work.  He is almost 2 years old and was dressed as a fire man and was carrying around the cutest little red fire truck.  He seemed to be so proud of this little truck.  It was the cutest thing.

He was so excited to say, "Twick or tweet, smell my feet!" and got such a kick out of it.  His innocence filled the room and his cheesy smile was contageous.  Little Jack needs to brighten everybody's day the way he did mine.