Sunday, November 25, 2007

Good Knight

As I made the rounds last night to check on each boy before I went to bed I found Simeon with his head where his feet should be. Alex had his sheets piled high on top of himself in a great big ball. Jacob's hair tufted out from under his blankets. Nicholas was breathing deeply, his wide chest rising and falling. And Zachary was wearing a chain-mail shirt over the pajamas I had put him in, a cape draped over himself for a blanket.