Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesh...

Okay, so I'm over the half-way point of the "all-alone-r week" and I'm still sane enough to type. I won't lie though; it's been super-rough this time. Last night I was up (like fully up and out of bed) 5 times between 10 and 6. Not the most restful night I've ever had. And every night has been like that so far.
Luckily, joyfully and thankfully Hannah is coming this morning to take Charley out for a bit so there's a teeny-tiny possibility of a nap for a few minutes if Sam has a sleep this morning.

Just a few days left. And the boys have been fairly well behaved in the day-time, possibly to make up for their night time behaviour. Charley just patted me on the leg and said "feel better". He's saying that a lot this week because he's got quite the snotty cold. Yes, again. We've had a cold of some variety in this household for the whole summer. It's just too depressing.

Here's a video of two snotty boys. Charley is, however, wearing his happy socks which seems to be quite the panacea.