Strange Things My Children Do in Their Sleep

WARNING--This entry is CHOCK FULL of photos and might take a while to load. My apologies, and this caveat: It's worth the wait. What? My kids are cute. Of course you want to see pictures of them!

First, we have Miss Bubbly post-current-haircut. I believe she's attempting to channel her Aunt EC, and doing a mighty fine job of it as well. The new haircut is due to her tender scalp, fine hair, and screaming fits anytime I come near her with a hairbrush. So far, so good.


Here's a priceless, all too rare moment: The girls are reading happily together. I also recommend the Spot series of children's books, by Eric Hill. Easy reads, flaps to lift and surprise, and easily memorized by big sisters who want to "read" to their younger siblings.
And now to the point of this entry:
Below you see the product of years of thought and about a week's execution. The t-shirts are all ones that The Hub or I have worn to death, but loved for what was on them. So we cut them up and I decided to make a quilt.

Ha Ha Ha.

You see, I've only made one baby-sized quilt before, when I was a teenager, and helped tie a few large ones. But I discovered some flat batting, meant for sewn quilts instead of tied quilts, and thought that it would be so easy that I could do a king-sized one.

Ha Ha HA!

But I persevered with the easiest quilt design known to mankind, and here is the result. It's not the prettiest, it's far from perfect, but it's done and I like it well enough, so it stays. (The quilt is folded into quarters in the picture, so you'll have to use your imagination. I do too--we don't have anywhere in the apartment to spread it out to its full size.)


Anyway, quilts mean sleep, right? Right. So now we come to a collection of photos of my children in strange positions as they snooze. Our camera has a superb flash--bright enough to make it look like daylight in the darkest room, but quick enough not to wake sleeping children. Thus the reason we have so many pictures of dreamland-bound offspring.

First, The Eldest as a wee infant. It was the first time I caught her sleeping with her bottom in the air.

The Eldest again, not long after we moved her into her big-girl bed. She'd had a cold--thus the mist from the cold-mist humidifier. And there's a brown footstool next to her bed. She must have thought it was an extension of her bed in her sleep and traveled to this new position.

In the next two pictures, you might think I'm torturing my napping offspring, but really, she tended to fall asleep that way and THEN I took her picture. I call it her "no autographs, please" pose.


This is from just before The Eldest dropped naps entirely. She wouldn't just go to sleep, so I let her read in bed. As a result, books replaced stuffed animals as her comfort item of choice for a while.

Miss Bubbly has always been a very relaxed sleeper.

Remember the moving to the big-girl bed adjustment? Here's a reprise.

On the way home from Christmas at Omay's in 2006. Miss Bubbly hadn't napped that day--I think we ended up putting her to bed in the dress.
Here's our last picture, the one that inspired the rest of the entry. A few weeks ago, when we went in to check on the girls, we found The Eldest in this position. It still makes me laugh when I look at it. Who holds up a pillow while they're SLEEPING?

So there's your entertainment for the week. Totally worth the loading time, wasn't it?