Saturday, August 11, 2012

My favorite thing about weekends

It's 6:50.

Twenty minutes ago, Doug took Keira downstairs. She's started teething again so I was up a couple times with her and around 4am, I gave up and brought her back to our bed. Where she proceeded to toss and turn and kick me for 2 more hours.

And I could be sleeping. That's the whole point. But I can't help but to smile as I listen to the two of them. Keira is chattering away and Doug is making the best of the few words she has to have a conversation.

Of course, thanks to this incoming tooth, yesterday was similar. Up a couple times, our bed around 4:30. The difference? I had to get up at 6 for work. Think she was awake then? Nope, out cold.


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