Torture

The kids teamed up to torture us last night. I think Cason's other 3 canines are trying to come through, so he woke up nonstop, thrashing around half-awake and kind of whimpering. The second I'd start to doze he'd do it again. Then Paige yelled for me. Jess went to check on her and I heard her over the monitor crying "NO, I no want you daddy. Never ever!" She's pretty mean to him at night for some reason. At one point, probably 2 or 3 am, Cason woke up and happily squealed "BEEBO!" and then did a headstand in the middle of the bed. Anyway, we got like 3 hours of sleep total. I finally gave up early in the morning before it was even light out and got up with Cason. Then we drove Jess to work and they both slept peacefully on the drive. Punks. They were mad when I brought them in at home, because I disturbed THEIR sleep. Look at them.
But Cason was lovey for the rest of the day. He gave Granny Bob hugs
and lovebites.
Jess too.