Okay, sometimes I'm an idiot. I was having fun moving and labeling photos last night, and didn't even notice how late it was until midnight. I then had to lock up cats (well, let them in too. They had snuck out on a 0 degree night for some reason while Matt took out the trash, and by midnight were desparate, hanging on the screen desperate, to come in.) feed and water them, get Ella out of bed to go outside, no small achievement in a comatose 60 pound dog, and put away the last of the laundry. So it is 1 am and I finally get to bed. Takes a while to drift off, so 1:40 comes and sure enough, Sam starts screaming. I make a light bottle of formula, mostly water, and spend a few minutes holding it. She chugs it, clearly very thirsty, and goes right back to sleep. I think, oh good, actually, because she should be fine until late tomorrow morning. 5:45 am and she is yelling again and not going back to sleep. So now I am up again and far more tired than I should be and looking forward to her going back to sleep soon.
She, however, seems far from sleep and is gleefully pulling out drawers on the end table and investigating what is there. Thankfully, it is empty. I have some puzzles now, thanks to family and Hanukkah, and I put them on the shelf under the VCR tapes. She reaches for the tapes much less often now.
She discovered the telephone buttons yesterday. This is a little plastic telephone that has four buttons - ring, busy signal, a different ring, and dialing sounds. She just kept pressing the buttons over and over. I didn't have the heart to take it away from her, but I talked to Matt for a bit when he got home for buying her such an annoying gift. :-) Her other favorite thing to do is crawl on the floor to my legs, then shove her head between my feet. She does this even when there is nothing to get to on the other side.
She has a new game. She clicks her tongue on the roof of her mouth and waits to see if you will mimic her. If you do, she starts to giggle.
Gotta go. Sam is starting to smell, well, a bit ripe with a diaper she's only worn 10 minutes.
She, however, seems far from sleep and is gleefully pulling out drawers on the end table and investigating what is there. Thankfully, it is empty. I have some puzzles now, thanks to family and Hanukkah, and I put them on the shelf under the VCR tapes. She reaches for the tapes much less often now.
She discovered the telephone buttons yesterday. This is a little plastic telephone that has four buttons - ring, busy signal, a different ring, and dialing sounds. She just kept pressing the buttons over and over. I didn't have the heart to take it away from her, but I talked to Matt for a bit when he got home for buying her such an annoying gift. :-) Her other favorite thing to do is crawl on the floor to my legs, then shove her head between my feet. She does this even when there is nothing to get to on the other side.
She has a new game. She clicks her tongue on the roof of her mouth and waits to see if you will mimic her. If you do, she starts to giggle.
Gotta go. Sam is starting to smell, well, a bit ripe with a diaper she's only worn 10 minutes.
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