Daniel: "So how are we going to wear mom and dad down tomorrow so we can have free reign?"
James: "dadada DADA baba" (interpretation: "Let's do the usual combo...it seems to work well.")
The usual combo goes something like this
2:00am: James wakes up and screams just long enough to fully awaken his parents.
5:30am: James awakens, eats, goes back to sleep.
6:10am: I warm back up under the covers and start to drift back to sleep.
6:30am: I here the pitter patter of small feet, roll over, and find myself face to face with Daniel.
Last night the roommates did not have a chance to conspire because they both fell asleep in the car on the way home from church. James went with the usual plan. Daniel woke up with James at 5:30am. Christian is in Ohio (probably frozen right now), so I told Daniel to get in my bed to stay warm until I had finished feeding James. Well, my fluffy, warm, cloud bed was too irresistible for him. He fell back asleep and slept until 9:08! A record for sure.

But, in reality, I wouldn't have it any other way. I get to wake up to this