Quiet Moments

Right now, all the little guys are asleep (or least very quiet, which is just as acceptable!). It is so quiet in the house, I can hear the fan whirring on the laptop, the cats chomping their food in the kitchen, the wind sighing through the cracked open windows on this mild spring day. I want to get up to make a cup of tea, but I am afraid the movement will disturb the peace, shatter the moment.

Oh no! It is already gone! Someone is jabbering in his bed. He has probably filled his diaper. Diaper Filling at Naptime is a favorite game the twins have invented to forestall naptime indefiantely. Almost every day, about a half hour after I put them in their cribs for a nap, the loud raoucus begins, the jabber babble of their own private language broadcasting their victory over this unfair nap bologna. How can anyone sleep with a diaper full of poop? Mom definately can't ignore that! They figured out quickly that I would have to change their butts. This game is truly too much fun to ever give up. Way more fun than that stupid sitting on the dumb big potty I have them do every day before naptime. So far, they still have me outsmarted. Unfortunately, I will have my way someday. They will grow up. All the silly giggling and clomping noises as they jump for joy in the rickty crib, slamming it into the wall, will be nothing but a faded memory and a plastered over and repainted spot on the wall.

I guess I can put the water on for my tea on on the way to the bedroom...