Just a few days before the Christmas holiday, my 4-year-old and 8-year-old children were buzzing with excitement. They begged us to have sleepovers in each other’s rooms, and we happily obliged, seeing their joy earlier in the year during the pandemic when they were looking for new adventures in an uncertain time.
My husband turned back on the video baby monitors we’ve continued to use well out of infanthood, “just in case they decide to cause shenanigans in the middle of the night.” At 5:30 a.m.
just three days before Christmas, something woke us up. “Was it the dog? Was our pandemic puppy barking? If it is, I hope Mike will get her and let her out so I can get some additional uninterrupted sleep,” I thought.Read more on themighty.com