When is it ever peaceful in a house where you have a young baby and a husband who has the adventurous heart of a child? It's probably a very rare occurrence but I for one, at this very moment, can say that it is quiet and peaceful and the only thing I can hear is the low rumbling coming from the air conditioner and the "squeak, squeak" from the baby swing moving back and forth. I am feeling very calmed right now which is something I don't feel much of these days.
Everett woke up about 6 times from 4:00am to 6:00am. Not sure what the deal was but I'm surprised I'm not as tired as I probably should be. Today is back-to-work day. It's my Monday. Buh-humbug.
Dale came down with a fever yesterday and is fighting a respiratory infection. He went to Urgent Care and the doctor prescribed him a day off work and to get all the sleep possible.
Both of my boys are sleeping and that is why it is peaceful at this very moment.