I didn't much like musical chairs as a kid, and now as a mom musical beds is even worse. In our house it's like the game that never ends. And guess who always loses. Sometimes it's in someone else's bed, occassionaly on the couch, and at times I've even ended up on the floor. It's true. Last night, Claire and Lily came into our bed. When I woke up smashed into Reas with Claire's elbow in my jaw I thought me moving into their room would take the least amount of effort on my part. I started to climb into their bed only to find both Maggie and Ty already asleep in it. Unfortunately, I simply could not see the humor in this at 3 AM.

Why we ever thought that five bedrooms would give us the luxury of spreading out, I'll never know. Maybe a nice little studio for our big, happy, and obviously very cuddly family would work better.