Dreaming Daddy

My husband is a huge sports fan. Huge. He loves football, baseball, basketball, you name it Every night that the girls wake up (when they're NOT sick and we don't have a clue what's wrong), Chris and I have a middle of the night discussion about whether or not we should let them cry it out. Is it more than a sleepy wake up that they just need to self-soothe themselves back to sleep? Will it be worse if we go in because if they see us, they will scream even louder? It's been 2 very loooong minutes, should we go in now? We have these discussions often when one of the girls wakes up in the middle of the night for whatever reason, but we've never really called it a discussion. We just do it. So, one night last week, (before they were sick), the baby monitor goes off at 4 a.m. Chris, clearly still asleep, rolls over and says "Time for another Dream Team decision."

He had no idea he said that....he was totally out of it. But it cracked me up. We both are clearly deliriously tired at that time of the night and it has basically been decisions made in a dreamy state...but to call us the Dream Team...whether he meant to or not...well, it just goes without saying that my basketball fan of a husband makes me laugh!!