sleep deprived.

Ok. Last night we had our second encounter with deer.

We have two bucks who seem to like to frequent our home thinking it a dining establishment. The first time I met them was at 4 in the morning when I heard a weird noise outside and was sure it was someone walking around on the hard crunchy snow on my lawn. Turns out, it was just two bucks pulling leaves off the bush beneath my bedroom window. No worry. Last night they came again.

They have been here countless times before, because Dewy has seen their gift of "droppings" left on our driveway. Thanks for that. Last night after I FINALLY got myself to sleep (lets be honest this is a miraculous occasion because sleep is NOT something I expect to receive in the middle of the night these days) Dewy smacked me in the back and in an I'm-trying-to-whisper-but-I'm-just-so excited-that-it-isn't-working voice he said "HEY! THERE ARE DEER OUTSIDE AGAIN! AND THIS TIME THERE IS A DOE TOO!" I will be the first to admit that I am an absolute bear if woken before I think I should be. Dewy has seen that wrath more than once unfortunately. It took all my energy last night just to grunt an acknowledgement and roll over and not shout "WHO CARES?!" or smack him. The hubs however sat up and watched them munch away and enjoyed every second. One day I will again appreciate nature at its finest, but until that day I would like to lay with my eyes closed in my bed and pretend to sleep while I count all the reasons why I'm excited to be a mom so as not to become certifiably insane. AND I would like to do those things in peace.