I'll sleep when I'm dead!

Isn't that a horrible thing to say, "I'll sleep when I'm dead?" Reed says it all the time. He'll have a rough night and I'll ask him if he's tired in the am? "Oh, I'll sleep when I'm dead!" He'll say. Man that's tough...I tend to dread the day, the whole day after a night like I had last night. I put a negative twist and outlook on the day after a night up with sick babies. Reed on the other hand, says oh well, no sense in making this day worse with negativity......he embraces his day and uses his strength to enjoy it even! Christopher and Gwenn have both been sick. Christopher is on the mend and hopefully Gwennie had her worst night last night, cause we are all exhausted here. It's the first time she's ever been sick. She actually seemed tougher than I did in the middle of the night with a roaring fever. Obviously she gets this from her Daddy! Anyways, this morning was my turn to watch Stephanie's girl while she taught at preschool. So on top of maybe 4 hours sleep, I got in the car this morning at 8 to watch Tessa. Luckily, Reed had the day off and could watch out sick kids at home. Reed asked me before I left, "Are you tired Mama?" To which I replied, "I'll sleep when I'm Dead- right!"
It's been a fine day so far!