sweet dreams are made of this

I knew it.
I knew I shouldn't have *said* it yesterday.
Must've jinxed it :o)
We had two little arrivals in the bed in the wee small hours.
But as much as I find it difficult playing "sardines" (visions of american beach with voice over loudspeaker: time to turn..), it was so wonderful waking up to a chubby little kiss and a wee voice chirruping in my ear,

"You are so LOVING, Mum."

(and the sleepless mamma also *loves* having such patient friends who didn't mind when I fell asleep at the gorgeous-birthday-party-picnic-in-the-warm-sunshine yesterday...such a *party girl* !!)