just another day in paradise

there is nothing.

(i repeat)

absolutely nothing that compares to waking from a deep sleep to discover a sleepwalking child urinating on your carpet... next to your bed.

and then while cleaning the carpet, another child wakes with complaints of an itchy bum... and his screams wake the not-so-baby CJ.

and when the itchy bum problem is solved and the baby is sleeping, you discover the sleep walking child half-dressed in clean clothes on the floor asleep... next to his dresser.

all while wondering why I tried so hard to get to bed early tonight.

"Well, it's ok. It's so nice
It's just another day in paradise
Well, there's no place that
I'd rather be
Well, it's two hearts
And one dream
I wouldn't trade it for anything
And I ask the Lord every night
For just another day in paradise"

-Phil Vasser