difficulties. Sometimes the boys let me snooze a little while they calmly snuggle me. Other times they wiggle, batter my chin with their elbows some more, dig their toes into my legs, say, "Mommy, I fart!" (Isaac is learning potty talk quite well.......such a proud milestone to be crossing), honk their noses & check to see if mine honks too. That's when I go to hulu.com, find some Smurfs episodes, plop (I mean lovingly set) them in a different chair, go back to my chair alone & happily drift off to La-La Land. With the Smurfs in the background, it's more like "La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laaaaaaaa" Land. But that's OK. A tired mama takes what she can get. And she LIKES it. Seth is studying close by, so I know the kids are being watched. I am happily drifting off. Just for a few minutes. That's all I want. Just a little cat-nap, thanks ever so much. That's when.........................
..........................a GIANT BOBCAT pounces on my GUT, from the window sill. Thank you, Tom. Really. Not so much what I meant by "cat nap".
