a little girl with pink, chickadee jammies was staring at me at 3:oo in the morning last night (if that makes any sense). and yes, per usual, it was initially terrifying.
because i can’t seem to resist her frizzy head wanting to snuggle up in our bed at night (which she is well aware of),
i let her snuggle in.
which usually results in ben migrating to emri’s little, butterfly twin bed for the rest of the night as emri and i stretch out and get comfortable.
its not really fair to him, is it?
this morning i told emri that she cannot get in bed with us anymore. this was our conversation that followed.
“mommy did you sleep good?”
“no, i didn’t”
“oh, i’m so so so so berry sorry, mommy. i just wanted to snuggle you for a berry long time lastnight.”
really? what am i supposed to say to that? how do i say no? i think i’ve been had by my 3 year old.
fourth of july was fun. here are some pics from the weekend.