Shhh, Mommy's Sleeping!

Last night, we took the boys to the Port Hope Fireworks. It was about 11:00 when we arrived home, usually, we make sure Max is asleep before putting Owen to bed in the same room, but because it was so late, we needed them to both go to bed together. I opted to go to bed with them to ensure that they settle down and go to sleep instead of playing around until all hours of the night.

Owen was laying on a twin mattress on the floor listening to "Runaway," on the IPod, a song that both Owen and Max know all the words too even when the song is not playing, and Max was in the double bed with me, opposite where Owen laid. I had already sternly told them both multiple times to settle down and go to sleep, but the rowdiness was still in full swing. Both boys were singing at very high pitch to "Runaway" and no amount of nagging was going to stop the craziness. I decided the only way to get them to settle down was to lay very still myself and pretend I was sleeping, ok so I may actually have been the first to fall asleep in the end, but at that moment I was just pretending!

When Max realized that my eyes were closed and I hadn't said anything for a while, he tried to shush Owen. In a loud whisper, leaning over me, he said, "Owen, Owen, shhhh, Owen, Mommy's sleeping!"