...And To Patience, Godliness

The afternoon had gone all too perfect, considering the dilemmas the morning had brought. The only set-back had happened when soon after I tucked Landon in, I turned around and found him walking down the hall with a very concerned look on his face.

"Mom, I need to go to sleep with my Curious George," he informed me.

Unfortunately, Curious George had been a victim in a wet bed incident the night before and was still drying from his bath.

I put Landon back to bed, substituting Curious George with another monkey and a nice, plush cow. That seemed to do the trick.

I was enjoying the peace and quiet after Janae had, at long last, finally quit singing and gone to sleep.

But, knowing the abilities of my children to wreck havoc even in their sleep, I put off the task no longer and decided that it would be only wise for me to check on the sleeping darlings.

So, I went down the hall and found in Landon's room the perfect picture of sleep and rest. Nothing was amiss.

But, Janae's room was waiting with horrors untold.

I marvel that no matter how sick that child can be or how tired she is or how obedient and happy she can be, her actions can still be shocking.

Today she was sleeping in the nude. I didn't know who needed what more: me, patience or her, godliness.

Needless to say, both were quickly added and I put her back together, tucked her in and sent her back to dreamland.

Is there no rest for the weary today?