Remember last night, the kids on my bed, the laundry aside?  I woke up in the middle of the night to find Zane laying somewhat on the pile (I ended up in my own bed simply because I needed an alarm).  I moved him and tucked him in bed.  BUT, he awoke and said he wanted to be there and moaned his way back to the pile.  I didn’t think much of it until I woke to my alarm this morning (to do some exercising) and found Zane soaked in his pee, still laying on what was my clean laundry.  Another lesson learned?

Lovely.

So, when does Tim come home?  My irritability is measuring high today.