We arrived home at almost 9pm after having enjoyed an absolutely smashing family day at the Mystic Aquarium this Sunday past. Having been out of the house and going strong for over twelve hours, this Mama’s “get up and go” got up and went far, far away. No pregnant women should be expected to last that long!

Needless to say one very hot shower and robing in my most comfortable jammies later I was ready for sweet slumber! Hubby had gotten the girls washed up, and since he needed to run an errand (owning your own business truly sucks - as you are constantly on call) I decided to gather my happy chicks into our bed (I know, I know, I’ve got to break that co-sleeping habit sometime soon) as I knew that it would take mere minutes to get them settled that way.

themommykelly (enthusiastically slipping under the comfy covers): “Thank God! There’s no place like home!!!!!”

Princess (stands at the end of the bed moving towards the step-stool, PVC Beluga whale under one arm, Zoe Ballerina under the other, with a deeply puzzled expression on her face.)

themommykelly:  “No, there’s no place like home!”

Drama Queen: (slipping under the covers with mom and laying stake to her place in bed) “WEEEEEEEEE!”

Princess (looking even more puzzled, standing on the stool, reluctant to get on the bed) “But Mama!”

themommykelly: “There’s no place like home!”

Princess (now looking not only puzzled, but truly pissed as she climbs on to the bed) “But Mama, What about Grandmas?!”

The kid has got a point!