Last night, about 3:30 a.m., my dog woke me up to go outside. I got up, let her out, and then laid down on the couch to wait for her to come back in. While I was laying there Zachary came out of his room to tell me he wanted to sleep with us in our bed. Now, for any of your parents that know that feeling when your kids sleep with you, you don't get any sleep. You're too busy making sure your kid doesn't elbow you in the face or kick you in the stomache. I took Zachary back to his bed but his pull up had leaked so I had to change his bed sheets. I walk to the linen closet and open it......and there are all of my bed sheets. Neatly folded, organized, labeled, and in plastic tubs for me to see. At 3:30-ish in the morning, I had never been so happy to see plastic tubs and labels. I changed the bed sheets, with a huge goofy grin across my face, and tucked Zachary back into bed. I love my plastic tubs and my label maker!
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