Tuesday

I heard a little voice at 4:00am this morning say "I did poop in my race car pull-ups." It was a very sweet little voice, and her wonderful daddy got up to take care of her. I listened to him changing her diaper; she just talked and talked. He put her back to bed, and she went without a fight. We didn't know until later that she'd crawled into the crib with Natalie. :) Natalie slept fine until her usual 6:10am (ick). She's playing very sweetly in the playroom (or was, until she discovered I was at the computer -- she doesn't like it when I'm here!) I'd better get back to my reading, which I haven't done in months. It's a reread...but, baby steps, I say.