I thought we were done with this!

Here’s the tale of last night:

There was one in the bed and the 11 year old said, “Mama, it’s been such a long day and I missed you. Can I sleep with you?”
So the one rolled over and the 11 year old climbed in, snugged down, and fell fast asleep. G’night.

There were two in the bed and the 6 year old said, “Mama, I had a very scary dream. Very SCARY! Can I sleep with you?”
So the two rolled over and the 6 year old climbed in, snugged down, and fell fast asleep. G’night!

There were three in the bed and the 8 year old said, “Mama, I don’t feel so well. I’m too hot and my throat is sore. Can I sleep with you?”
So they all rolled over and the 8 year old climbed in, snugged down, and fell fast asleep. G’night!

There were four in the bed and furry one said, “Meoooooow!” which meant, “Jesus, what does a cat have to do to get a spot in the family bed?”
So they all rolled over and the furry one climbed in, snugged down, and fell fast asleep. Puurrrrr!

Then the mama lay there, rigid and wide awake, not sleeping, and cramped into a terrible position. She kept thinking she would move to the couch to sleep, but in the end, she was warm and surrounded by love. Even if it was painful.