It sparked a list of "must remembers" for the rest of the month:
1) Turn on the space-heater BEFORE climbing into icy sheets
2) Move robe close to bed. Midnight bathroom runs are not fun in frigid temps and the buff.
Night three brought in a whole new issue I hadn't considered. Sometimes the boy-child has wicked dreams and comes running to our room. Since man-child sleeps like a rock, the youngest usually climbs in on my side. Thankfully has is a caveman and doesn't sleep under the sheet, so I had a border-layer, but it certainly kept me on a little higher alert than I would have liked. Half of me thinks it shouldn't be an issue, I mean he came OUT of me. But in the recent months he's commented more than once on the ta-tas. Once regarding how they went "badoonga doonga" and another time telling me they were long. Make up your mind boy! Are they bouncy or saggy? You can't have it both ways...(I title this section, "how you know when to stop letting your son shower with you").
Over all, the month was a pretty good one. I found waking up naked to be quite the time saver. I could just step right into the shower rather than take those extra 7 seconds to strip. Getting ready for bed was more pleasant as well. No searching through t-shirts to find the softest one for the night. Just dump those dirties right into the laundry basket and I was good to go. The article was right, temperature regulation was way better. Even though in Texas we go from snow to sweat in March, I stayed perfectly regulated. I felt pretty sexy too. I mean, I wasn't a sleeping Venus or anything, but I was laying it all out there and it was a-ok. Now, on to April. 
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