Usually Jason and I take turns on the weekend days sleeping in, and today was my turn. Aside from the actual extra sleep, my favorite part about having a turn is being able to wake up slowly and not have to immediately get out of bed. I love laying there for awhile and listening to my family downstairs.
This morning as I was waking up, I heard the boys coming upstairs to get dressed. All of our bedrooms are right there together at the end of our hallway, so I heard everything that was happening.
I think Isaac must have been standing in my doorway (because I later noticed a Thomas the Tank Engine there creepily watching me sleep) because I heard Matthew say:
Don’t you bodda MY mommy. She sleeping.
When I looked in the doorway, Isaac was gone and Matthew was marching back down the hall, purposefully with his head held high.
My tiny defender.