'Quilmas'

My little Faith is too darn precious, I swear.

The child kept coming out of their room tonight pointing to her 'pompas' (butt!), her ears, and her hands and feet. She was quite concerned that she was going to sprout a donkey tail, ears, and hooves just like the 'bad boys' do in Pinocchio. It's really too funny. Dan and I kept telling her when she'd come out gesturing to her body, "no, Beebster.. don't worry.. you're not going to turn into a donkey." Hahaha. She ended up passing out in our bed since it didn't help that her Dee was passed out and not there for reassurance!

She was up last night from literally 1:12am until 5:30am. What was she doing? Easy. She was blabbering and carrying on! I have no idea what made her be so full of beans in the middle of the night- unless her 'movie night' snack had something to do with it!- but she kept talking and talking and talking. I kept hearing her say to Maddie while they lay on their makeshift bed at the foot of our bed, "Come on, Dee. Awww, Dee. Dee? Dee?" while trying to wake her Maddie up for company. I think between the Beebster and the Cranster (Faith's antics and Maddie's cough.. well, and Faith's.. from last week), they are attempting to get me used to sleeping in spurts through the night rather than a solid night's rest. For that, I am grateful!