Fluke, or New Era?

Friday night, Ally was up four times.  Three vomitting incidents, two exploding diapers, and a partridge in a pear tree.

She was exhausted all day Saturday - overtired and unwilling to either nap or be fully, enjoyably awake. 

Last night, I decided I might be contributing to her night waking by going up there too readily.  I resolved not to dash up the stairs unless her whimpering and moaning became a full-on cry.  Shockingly, it DIDN'T!  She was in her bed from 8 pm until 6:15 am.  And I was in MINE from 11 pm until 6:14 am.  I feel like a million bucks.  Now, she's sitting in her Bumbo seat playing the piano while I have coffe and update the blog and Carl and Sam sleep.  This is AWESOME.  I could definitely make a habit of this.

At last, I have the time, peace, and energy to post some pictures from a fabulous weekend with my parents.  My mom was celebrating her 39th birthday.  :-)

The girls got dressed up for the occasion.  I just love this fluffy little confection of Ally's.

We went to an awesome Brazilian restaurant, where I greatly enjoyed NOT being completely in charge of entertaining the kids during dinner.  As Sam would say, "Go, Grandpa, Go!"

They were also good enough to watch Ally while Sam, Mom, and Dad went to a 2nd birthday party for Sam's best friend, Evan.  It was great to get some quality time with Evan and his parents, because they are now off to the UK to visit with their family and friends for a month or so.  We miss you!

We love you, Grandma and Grandpa!  I wish we could get together more often!