Polite Boy- (Sort of?)

By the time Matt and I actually finish our tasks and get to bed every evening, it's usually around midnight. When Matt has to get up particularly early or is really desperate for sleep, we pick up our sleeping boys and bring them to their little mattresses in our room. See, it's only a matter of minutes from the time Matt and I lay down until one or both of them wake up and we have to get up to address that whole scenario. If we bring them into our room ahead of time, we can hush them back to sleep immediately and carry on trying to sleep ourselves. So this is what we were doing the other night, only this time Jes woke up. He needed to go potty, so he shook off his sleepiness and wanted to talk for a few minutes and sleep in our bed. We were entertaining his whim (gotta take these chances when they come- they can be the funnest moments) when Gabey momentarily vacated his state of unconsciousness and requested quite loudly, "Shut up, please!" He was out snoring again within a second. The three of us who were awake busted up laughing, thus rousing ourselves even more, and spent an extra while trying to calm down again enough to sleep. Can't beat those moments.