about lastnight...

according to c, lyncoln only woke up once lastnight. i don't think i heard her. i don't remember. what i DO remember was being elbowed in the ribs at o'dark thirty (aka 5 something actual), and being told to go get my son, who apparently thought that the darkness meant that it was time to get up. and so he did (get up). and he began calling out, "mama? mommy? i'm awake!" so i went out into the hall and fetched the little boy and told him that it was still night-night time... and wonder of all wonders, he bought it!

as i was getting ready to hoist him into bed with us, i noticed it. by "it", i mean the wetness that comes from one having such a full bladder that it soaks his overnight pull up and his jammies. i stripped him and c went to fetch him a diaper. after i changed him, we all snuggled quietly in bed for what only seemed like moments... but i guess maybe it was an hour... because the next thing i knew there was another wee one in bed with us- quinnie, if i'm not mistaken. this only lasted for a bit before saint christine took the brood downstairs :-)

all-in-all, i think that the girls did great in their cribs lastnight. c was mumbling something about dreaming about ticks (or tics, if we are talking about the sound that the monitor makes)- i'm not sure which tic(k) she was referring to because i was still asleep, and i'm not sure that i was paying much attention. to my defense, however, i took a nighttime cough medicine before bed, and that could have contributed to my extreme grogginess...

anywho, without further adieu, our big girls in their very own cribs in their very own rooms: