This morning there was stürm-und-drang mit Dramaesque from little H. She went at the boys slapping and pulling hair pushing them around until I managed to wake up and stop the abuse. She was awake at 5 something pinching, slapping and generaly trying to wake me up very rudely. Tomorrow I will put her back in her bed if she wakes up as early.

I think the change to summertime is this sunday so after that she will get up a little bit later. Still I am starting to regret giving her a bed from which she can escape. She is cute and wraps me around her finger so well. Probably a sign of things to come.

The boys are not having very good mornings lately. Both are growing something but so far it has only showed up as a snotty nose and general tiredness. Most of the mornings are spent servicing the kids before I can get them all fed but this morning they managed so well on their own that I got to eat a bagle myself. All in all I did very well this morning and got to work a little after nine even though I had to take care of soiled diapers and play a little before going.

My L has been a bit sad lately. Yesterday he didn’t want to go to bed which after a long tack turned out to be because I didn’t wake him up in the morning before I left. I made a promiss that I would wake him today and he was happy about it after about 10 minutes of waking up. Probably he needs daddy in a big way and needs things to follow a rut.