Zzzzzzzz

I am very, very sleepy this morning. I went to bed around midnight (already kind of pushing it, as that means about six hours sleep). At 1:00 a.m. I was awakened by the roaring of an angry five-year-old. I leaped out of bed and raced down the hall, thinking he'd fallen out of bed or something. But no, he was just angry because his comforter had gotten knocked off the bed, and he was too sleepy to fix the problem on his own. But not, apparently, too sleepy to holler at the top of his lungs, awakening the entire household and likely the neighbors as well. Anyway, after my frantic dash down the hall I was full of adrenaline, and had a hard time getting back to sleep.

I need a nap...