Feb 10, 2008
Grace woke up screaming around 4:00 this morning. Despite our best efforts, we could not get her back to sleep. As luck would have it, it was my morning to sleep in, so John got the short end of THAT stick. Plus, he spent another weekend being Mr. Mom so I could write. So when he went to walk the dog this morning (I swear I do stuff, too), Grace huddled at the door wailing because Daddy was gone for MORE THAN FIVE MINUTES, and she was stuck with this strange lady she's seen only in passing the last day or so.
A rare (but brief) moment with her thumb out of her mouth.