Wednesday, November 19, 2008
he strikes again
So the boogie man woke Natalie around 5:45 this morning (he's been doing that a lot lately), and I promptly went in to get her back to sleep. I noticed that her room was just a few degrees above the arctic, so once she was asleep, I brought her back to bed with me (something that hasn't been done since she was two weeks old). Now, why is it that a baby, that is often mistaken for 4 or 5 months when she's really almost 8, can take up as much space as she was taking up? I regret that I didn't take a picture of my sprawled eagle, but you're good at imagination, I'm sure of it. Anyway, once I was pushed to the floor, I did manage to get back to sleep and Natalie got to enjoy the warm comfort of my toasty bed. Lucky baby.