Until recently, it was like this every night. And as the monkeys get older, my spine pays a higher toll. So we've been TRYING to get them to sleep in their own beds on school nights, and save the trips to our bed until the weekend.
And 99 times out of 100, when I'm trying to haul Meg to her room, she'll stretch out her arms and legs and become as rigid as a plank. Sometimes I have to fight for balance. Sometimes she'll kick a wall or punch a door. Rarely she'll talk me through her dreams. But she almost always does, "The Midnight Meggy Stretch," before I can get her to bed.
So I captured the moment for posterity before relocating them. It was almost one AM. I hated to interrupt their blissful slumber. But morning was rapidly approaching. And I had to find something resembling sleep for myself.
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