Therapeutic Sleepover.

It’s 10am on a Monday and all three kids are still asleep.

Seriously. They’re asleep.

Asleep! At 10am!

They had a sleepover at their new cousins’ place on Saturday night – cousins by love, not blood – and there was, apparently, much fun had and much laughter made and many Gameboy games played.

They’re sleepin’ it off, is what I’m saying.

While the kids were partying down, Coffee and I had an entire night to ourselves. At home, alone, no kids. *ahem*

And, I probably don’t have to say this, but.. it was WONDERFUL.

I already feel about 400 times better – a few hours spent reconnecting with my beloved husband, some time to be “me the human and not the mom” and knowing that my kids were all having fun.. all good.

Today I’ve got a sore throat, runny nose, sore sinuses and other signs of impending doom. But I feel fabulous psychologically. Uplifted and relaxed and prepared for the week ahead.

I’m also considering heading upstairs to see if the kids are all still breathing – but that might wake them up… Hmm.