You were so tired that when I put you both to bed last night, I didn't hear from you again. I even got to go in and take a peek at sleeping-in-their-cribs girls at nine o'clock. At 6 this morning I snuck up and unlocked your door. You were down about 15 minutes later. I think this may work for us in the end. Of course this means I'll have to loose you in the mornings on Saturdays...
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Sweet Success!!
I'm picturing you in the morning, sitting quietly at your table, looking out to greet the morning with BAM-BAM-BAM in the background coming from upstairs doors.
All of us have been wishing for sleep for you all night for so long...and now it has conveniently come true just in time for us to start wishing for a year for your sanity...
Wait, was I supposed to be wishing for that for you all along, too?
...worth a thousand words!
Survival Mode, countdown. Sanity? Nah.
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