she may look cute, but don't let that precious face fool you...she was the closest thing to evil that i've ever experienced in my life last night. let me just fill you in on the specifics:
6:30 pm-went to bed like a champ
7:00 pm-woke up when luke entered the room
7:30-could be heard making unhappy noises through the door, but reluctantly gave in to slumber
10:00-screaming like her life depended on it. dad succombed to the temptation, brought her in to get some grub and returned her to sleeping bliss...or not
11:00-decided that screaming was better than sleeping again and was taken permanently out of luke's room so as not to force him into her world of awakeness.
1:30-apparently she's only just begun...woke up screaming yet again and mom tried to let her "self-soothe" for about 20 minutes. yeah, there was no soothing happening...self or not. she just kept screaming until finally falling asleep on mom's chest downstairs.
3:30-are you kidding me?? after waking up the whole house, the little tike was given a blessing and sleep ensued, right? well, for a couple more hours anyway.
7:00 am-is it morning? the sun's not up and i feel like a mac truck mistook my head for the freeway...
9:00 am-yeah, so church didn't happen and the sof-meister and i got some much needed (so much needed shut-eye) until luke's return that brought with it a rousing rendition of "jesus wants me for a sunbeam."
oh, what a night...