What do three little boys do after a long weekend at the lake with Grandma and Grandpa? A long weekend that involves lots of running around, lots of playing and exploring new places, and very little sleep. As in, no naps at all (except the last day when they practically fell asleep in our arms). Oh, and waking up several times in the middle of the night just to jabber and dance across the floor for a few hours (this would be the two little ones, mostly one, but sometimes two).
Well, they crash.
As in, four hour nap crash. All three of them started rubbing their eyes and laying their heads on the table at lunch time. Mommy packed them off to bed, and within minutes there was dead silence. All three were sleeping, with relatively no complaint on the way to their rooms or at being left there. And then they slept . . . for four hours.
Connor was the first to wake up, and he came directly downstairs and made his way to his favorite corner of the couch. He requested "milk and cereals" (our normal first breakfast) and proceeded to curl up in the corner and watch television. He was awake, but barely. That changed later, when cousins Katie and Josh and Joseph came over for dinner, but it took a while to get him going again.
The little guys slept another half an hour at least, and then they, too, were brought down. They curled up on the couch with Connor and didn't move much either.
Until they all got hungry, and then they started stalking Mommy in the kitchen (while she was trying to prepare dinner for our guests).
Xander actually started breaking down again only an hour or so after he woke up. He only lasted two whole hours this afternoon before being put back in bed (and happily so). He was sound asleep a few minutes ago when Sawyer finally wore down and allowed us to carry him upstairs without his usual resistance. Connor is still hanging on, but barely.
Guess how many sleepy little boys Mommy is going to have to wake up in the morning for school?
