My Morning to "Sleep In"

Dusty and I take turns on the weekends waking up with the kids. One morning is mine to wake up at the buttcrack of dawn with them, and one morning is his. The night before Dusty's morning I ask him what time he wants to wake up, to ensure that we are quiet until then. He doesn't wake up a single time from the time he falls asleep until that specific time he wants to wake up. On my morning to sleep in, I would like to sleep in like a hungover teenager... as late as possible. The only problem is I'm an extremely light sleeper and I hear everything. Well, on my morning I get to sleep until I hear Booker is awake. Then I have to shake Dusty until he wakes up and can go get him. He usually just gets out of bed and goes to get him, forgetting to shut the bedroom door behind him. So, I try to sleep until I am forced to get up and shut the door. Then I usually fall asleep until Bodey wakes up. My deaf husband cannot hear him, so I have to get out of bed once again to let Bodey out of his crib. On my mornings to sleep in, I don't think the children are ever told, "Shhhh, mommy's trying to sleep." So I hear them laugh, talk, cry, scream, fight, kick the walls, knock on my bedroom door, etc. Then, I fade in and out of sleep as Dusty comes in the room a couple of times, tells me to watch my eyes (so he can turn the light on) and he gets dressed. This last part, I'm not really complaining about, but remember I'm a light sleeper and I hear EVERYTHING, Dusty makes breakfast and does a load of dishes. I thank God that he does this, but I can hear him clanking the dishes around, and therefore am not sleeping. This morning at 8:30 I guess it was time for me to get out of bed because Dusty came in, got in bed with a grocery list in hand, and asked me what we needed at Walmart. I think a hungover teenager would be pissed if he had to wake up at 8:30...