Rich took this picture of me with the girls tonight.
(Please excuse the fact that I appear to have an enormous chin.)
So Anna and Emily could give two hoots about the sleep fairy now. They are still awake as I type this fussing in their cribs. It has been progressing downhill for the past few weeks and right now, I feel that we are back where we started. Allie, thank goodness, is usually nice and quiet.
Anna and Em have the same list of demands every night:
"MOMMY, RUB MY BACK."
"TAKE MY WATER."
"I WANT MY WATER."
"TAKE MY BLANKIE UPSTAIRS." (Yes, we are still working on the upstairs/downstairs thing.)
There was only one middle of the night incident with Anna last night. She woke up Em but Em amazingly enough fell right back to sleep after chatting with me.
Two and a half year olds are relentless. They can cry it out for hours on end. I know this. Allie and Em showed me last month that it was possible. In their defense, they are teething. At long last, we have visual proof.
I need to go to bed now.