We attended the wedding (which was so lovely) of old friends on Sunday night, so my kids were with my mom, who is a true baby whisperer. I'm not sure what she does or how she does it, but our 4 year old was long asleep in her bed and our toddler was happy as a clam when we returned around 9:30. So I chalk up the rare S.E.N.T. to my mom wearing them out. Or the other way around. Hard to say. No matter the reason, I am never one to look a gift horse in the mouth. So yesterday afternoon turned into an unscheduled photography event. Did I mention the nap lasted 3 hours? Yep, both kids, passed out, three hours. I didn't take a count but I know I have enough items photographed to keep me busy most of the week (longer if I'm honest). Yay for small triumphs!
So I didn't sweat it when my son woke around 5 this morning- instead I went into his room to attempt to rock him back to sleep when I realized- he's freezing. All this going on about how fall is coming to the beautiful state of PA and I forget that nights this week will be around 45* or so. So I wrap the poor thing in a blanket and I wasn't rocking him for more than a moment and he was out again. Mommy fail.