Two Kiddos, Four Hands (and Feet)*

I'm lying on my side in Luke's twin bed, facing away from him and silently willing him to SLEEP ALREADY so that he won't be cranky tonight and, more importantly, so that I can get my nap and not be cranky tonight. But instead, I feel two small hands tracing the freckles on the back of my neck, reaching under my side, tickling, poking, prodding.... and at the same time, I feel two other smaller hands in my tummy, tickling, poking, prodding...

Sigh.

(Happy Mother's Day to me...)


*My post title is a lame attempt to knock off the title of a musical play I saw while in London a decade (!) ago... Cheers to the smartie who can figure that one out! :)