I’m going to have to start locking the boys out of the room at night. Jasper has developed a habit of waking me up in the mornings. Usually he just cries, but Sunday morning I woke up because he was standing on my back. (Note: Should you ever need to wake me up, that proved surprisingly effective.)

Oh, and if I don’t get up when he wants me too, he lays next to my face, all, “Well, OK, I’ll be right here when you want to play.”