Forget all the happy talk in last night's post about getting her to sleep at 10:30. At about 3 AM, Gregg woke because he heard a noise and looking at the video monitor, noticed she was not in the bed. Apparently, she was on the futon that is in her room "la-la-ing" into a toy microphone. Yes, not only does she wake up but announces it to the world.
She ended up back in bed with us, which means of course it's time for gymnastics class. Bed jumping, tumbling, kung fu grip neck hugs, all the best moves until sometime around 5. I'm not sure he even got back to sleep, because that's about when he gets up for work. I on the other hand happily hit snooze until I was late for work. Miss Thing? Woke up chipper and happy. I'll put a stop to that tonight.
No longer a thirtysomething!
1 week ago