There are benefits to not being tired (or is it rather to being tired, but not able to sleep?). I spent some time reading tonight, and put a good dent in one of the three books I'm in the middle of. But then I got hungry (not a good thing), and thus helped myself to an apple. Sitting in our half-lit kitchen, munching on apple, reading my book, the coffee slowly began to wear off. And so, I turned off the lights and headed toward our wing.
But before I tuck in, just because I can, and because they are all fast asleep, and because some time soon I won't have the privilege, I kiss each of my sleeping beauties. That's something I used to do every night, sometimes several times.
Perhaps what prompted me was the conversation Bill and I had earlier this evening about the fact that no one runs to our room any more... not because of a bad dream, or an inability to sleep, or even just to snuggle. Perhaps the need to go to them is simply because they are here. And although I am ready to settle down, I cannot resist the urge.
Tonight I can still kiss them and watch them sleep. And despite the fact that I'll likely need a jolt tomorrow (today), I believe that makes coffee after 7 PM not such a bad thing :)
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Smiling. :-)
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