My kids are putting themselves through spy training or at very least self-awareness training.

As a baby and toddler Ry slept with one or both of his eyes slightly open (which is a little weird to see mind you).  I always joked that he’d grow up to be a lookout in a cowboy bandit gang. Well, his sleeping quirk added with a love for guns, beards and the expression eehh-haw all led to my believe I guess.

Bottom line: He is very light concise and has to sleep in the dark. (Thanks Phil for our room-darkening shade!).

Molly has super sonic hearing. She sleeps with her ears on full alert. Since she has quirky hearing we have never been able to sneak into her room to watch her sleep and give her one last sweet tuck-in before we head to bed ourselves. I don’t even think I have ever seen her sleeping except for in the car seat. She will stir in her crib if you even so-much-as think about her in your head.

Good defense reflex for her. Bad bonding deal for us.

Spies? Agents? Soldiers? Maybe. But for now it is so nice to know they are under my roof recharging their little bodies for the next day.

All too soon I know we will be waiting up for them to come home in time for curfew and praying they stay in their rooms all night long, alone. Till then I dream of their futures and pray for their childhood quirks to turn into grown-up character traits like a heart for justice and a spirit of discernment.