Last evening was rough. Drew did not want to go to bed. He finally did go down at 11:00 and woke up again at 12:45. So much for the "magic bed," I harrumphed as I fell back into my own bed at 1:15 AM.
And then I didn't hear from him until 5:25 AM. That is FOUR HOURS AND TEN MINUTES of solid sleep!!!!! (But who is counting?)
So now the question. . . is it coincidence or truly the magic of the bed?
Only time will tell, but I am grateful for any stretch of sleep that long, no matter the cause.