Bitty awoke at 4:15 this morning... she is never up that early and she had a severe case of ants in the pants. I, on the other hand, was terribly tired and mildly grumpy (it was the first night in about 4-5 that I had slept well and would really have enjoyed doing so a touch longer). Daddy, of course, lays there like a dead fish and sleepily says "It's Santa Claus," before promptly rolling over and falling back to sleep. What does that mean anyways? Later he tells me that she knew that Saint Nicolaus had come and she was terribly excited and just couldn't sleep a wink longer. Ok, honey.
She went back down for a nap @ 6:15. It was like a blizzard when I looked outside, Eric is now outside plowing with the four wheeler (read - doing brodies in the snow).
Oh, no! That jerk, reving the engine just outside our window has awoken sleeping beauty, arrrrgggghhh!!! .... more later...
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