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Musical Beds

I don't know why we have so many beds in our house. We don't use them, or I guess we do, it's just a song and dance throughout the night.

Krischan has a bed.
Jakob has a bed.
Kadence now has her "Big girl" bed. (sniff* she is growing up...)
and Rick and I have our bed.

Krischan sleeps in his own bed, now even through the night.

Kadence falls asleep in her bed and wakes up in mom and dad's bed.

Jakob either falls asleep in Krischan's bed, or like last night Kadence's bed.
Wakes up in the middle of the night and has dad come and lay with him in his bed.

Sometimes Kadence crawl's into our bed, then Jakob crawl's in, then Rick goes and lays in Jakob's bed because ours is so crowded.

Every once in a blue moon, Rick ends up sleeping with Krischan in his bed because "daddy, you never lay with me." says Krischan.

Last night I started out in my bed, went to lay in Kadence's bed because Jakob wanted to lay with daddy and Kadence was already in my bed. Then got woken up and kicked out by Rick and Jakob so they could lay together. Back into my bed I went with Kadence.

Only on those rare occasions do we wake up in the beds we went to sleep in. I say I am going to miss this when they get older and stay in their respective beds, but I am sure I probably won't...

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