Update
Saturday night I went to bed late. I was busy making tamales for Sunday's dinner and the refried beans I make, that take 8 hours to cook in a crockpot. I made 32 tamales for my first time and they turned out great.
Sophie had woken up around 4 since she wasn't feeling well with her fever and coughed so hard she threw up (on my side of the bed of course.) After that I couldn't go back to sleep. So I decided to make biscuits and sausage gravy and eggs for breakfast. While Brandon cudddled with Sophie at the bottom of our bed and Ethan slept in Brandon's spot.
I felt fine for most of the day. But when night came I turned into a witch. I made our bed with clean sheets and let everyone know that we were all going to bed.
The picture of Ethan I took while typing this blog at 1 in the morning. Yes, he is up and wanted me to take a picture. He got up from bed when he heard the video of him saying his quote. He says he's hungry and is now fixing himself some chips, salsa and rice and beans leftovers. He didn't really eat his dinner. I need to get the kids, and myself, on a schedule. I'm not tired and neither is he. We both are night owls and I'm the one who has turned him into one. (I'm getting a kick out of watching him right now eating his midnight snack.) Being sick has thrown all of us off, with our somewhat schedule we use to have.
As requested this is Ethan saying his quote. I took a couple videos of him saying this because he asked to say it again. He loves watching the videos of himself.