Peaceful Night's Sleep?!

Bennett woke up last night around midnight wanting a drink of water. So I went downstairs with him, which I usually don't. Our house was comletely dark and as I'm turning the kitchen light on, Bennett said, "Why's Jake down here?" I looked at the couch and see the back of someone's head. I about had a heart attack. In the dark, you can't tell who it is, so I called out, "Jake?" - no answer and no movement. I slowly come around the couch and sure enough, Jake's sitting there...in the dark...holding onto the remote (the TV wasn't on). I asked him what he was doing and he just looked at me. I knew he was sleep "walking" because he's totally afraid to come downstairs at night - especially in the dark without turning any lights on. I escorted him back to bed and he closed his eyes and I'm assuming stayed in bed the rest of the night. But talk about freaking me out. Seeing someone sitting on the couch...in the dark...in the middle of the night. Hopefully that was a one time thing. I'm getting older and I don't know how much my heart can take.

Super Bowl Party

Our Super Bowl party started off by me painting the boys faces and they were all smiles...

All of them were cheering for the Colts to win except Bennett...And the men at our house.
Mick and his brother Cody were pretty excited that the Saints won!

The kids however, were not too thrilled. Maybe they'll chose the winning team next year.

The End of "Innocence"

It all started like this...

Davis came downstairs one night and said, "Mom, I know..."

Me: "Know what?"

Davis: "The truth about the Tooth Fairy."

Me: "What do you mean?"

Davis: "I know it's you."

Me: "Why do you think that?"

Davis: "Because my tooth's been under my pillow for four days." (oops)

Me: "Okay, you're right."

(Davis smiles real big and you could tell he was deep in thought)

Davis: "Does that mean you're Santa too?"

Me: "What do you think?"

Davis: "I think you are."

Me: "Yep, you're right."

Davis: "I KNEW IT! Because Santa's writing looked like Dad's."......"Does that mean that the Fingernal Fairy is you too?"

Me: "Yes."

(Davis is still smiling)

Davis: "I figured it out all by myself!!!" (I'm thinking it only took you almost 12 years)

Me: "Good job Davis! You know you have to keep this secret from your brothers. We don't want to ruin the 'magic' for them."

Davis: "Okay. I'll even say things like 'Thanks Santa!' to make them think I still believe."

Me: "You know what else? Now that you know you can be Santa's Helper."

Davis: "OKAY! I can write on the presents because my brother's won't recognize my handwriting."

Me: "We'll see... You're not disappointed knowing the truth?"

Davis: "No. I was pretty smart to figure it out."

Me: "Yep, you were."

THE NEXT MORNING...

Davis: "Are you the Easter Bunny too?"

Me: "Yes, Davis."

Davis: "I knew it!" (smiling)

Me: wondering if there's anybody else we forgot...

I don't know about any of you, but I have been dreading the day my kids find out the "truth" thinking it would CRUSH them. I kept going back and forth wondering if I should break the news to Davis since he's in 6th grade this year or let him keep believing. My mom and others would tell me they were sure he knows the truth but doesn't want to admit it yet - but I knew he was still a true believer. He's one of those innocent kids that wouldn't doubt anything someone told them to be true. He even told me he doesn't let any of his friends know that he still believes because most of them don't anymore and he KNOWS Santa's real because we met the real one. And that he was afraid that if he said he didn't believe in Santa anymore, Santa would be mad and not give him any presents.

Well...Finally the pressure of whether

to believe or not to believe

is off and he knows the truth...and is HAPPY about it! I'm thrilled! :)