Last night I didn't sleep well. I don't even think I had one 90 minute sleep cycle, which makes getting good sleep or dream-filled sleep difficult. Little One had set Dave's alarm clock so at 12 and 12:09 it went off - loudly. I woke up when Dave got into bed. G woke up at about 2:30 to tell me that he knew how the ants got into our house and then Dave said that I was talking in my sleep and just waking up a lot.
So last night I had snippets of dreams. Pictures here and there, and this morning I'm exhausted. Last night was a waste. I had remembered those snippets this morning, but between playing with the kids and making breakfast, and just having sleep deprivation, they are elusive, fleeting, almost like they were in the dream last night.
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