Peaceful Beginnings

With a cup of joe and a slice of gluten free coffee cake all to myself, I walk around our humble abode and savor the glorious moments of peace before the house begins to stir and the day begins again...
It makes me smile every morning, because I never know where the boys will be when I wake up.  Lately, it's in a nest they've created on our been our bedroom floor.  Somedays it's the couch.  Some days it's under the coffee table. In the winter, it's often in front of a heat register.  In the height of summer, it's usually under the big screen living room window.  Luke and Cole always together {they're joined at the hip}. Rarely in their own beds.  Although that's where they always start.  

I suppose it's because they spent most of their nursing years co~sleeping with us.  Our main routine was when they grew tired, we laid in bed to nurse, and when they nursed, I fell asleep.  

It worked for us then and it works for us now.  Our families think we're a bit crazy for not forcing them to sleep in their own beds, but then they'd probably scoff at me eating cake for breakfast too.

Wishing you a peaceful start to your day~