Thank God for a king size bed!
Sleeping when it is this warm has not been very comfortable, and last night was a little less comfortable because we ended up with our two youngest kids in our bed. The 5 year old boy cam in because he was having trouble getting comfortable.
"I am 3 kinds of uncomfortable", he said. He was hot, thirsty, and tired. So my husband got him a drink, and he climbed in between us and said that now he was much more comfortable, and he was asleep almost instantly.
Then, a short time later the three year old girl came in. I heard her running down the hall, and remember thinking that 3 year old's run everywhere, even in the middle of the night.
"I had a bad dream and I want to sleep with you!", she said.
I tried to convince her to go climb in with her older sister, the one she shares a room with. As she was climbing into my bed, she said,
"But my bad dream is still in my room!"
Well, that made perfect sense to me, so in she climbed. I slept the rest of the night knowing that my little ones weren't going to be little much longer, and grateful for the opportunity to offer comfort so simply. I had little arms and legs flung over me, had a close up view of their sleeping faces and little hands, with slightly curled fingers and a little bit of chub left in them.
But, I am typing this way earlier in the morning than I am usually even out of bed, because my bed completely ran out of room for me. And I really don't mind.