Sweet Dreams.

That's what I'm talkin' about! Don't show me any little 12 oz bag baby. Give me the big one! You gotta love Costco, now really. And then I made a cake, an 8 X 8 version of the same one I mentioned a couple of posts ago. Pure good yummness for all, except Eva.


No one offered her a piece of cake and she took it upon herself to lick Wyatt's plate clean. It took her a few minutes like this and then she picked up the plate and finished every smudge. After that I just put it in the cabinet because she cleaned it so well. No I didn't! We laughed our butts off watching her and then she just went off to play. Never asked for her own piece of cake. Fun.ny. baby!


It makes for a pleasant evening when Eva just goes down like this. I have to give her credit, she does this most nights. She looks so sweet. She shares a room with Wyatt currently, the plan is to put her together with Sarah when the time comes. The time is coming up fast I think, she is finally making moves to try to hop out of the crib. Our other three fell climbed out when they were younger than she is now so it could be any day. Don't worry, we're putting down plenty of cushion should she decide to get out on her own. Little piece of trivia: the crib is the same one they all four used and I think the mattress is the same one too [eeeeeeww]. It's actually in pretty good shape and it has stood in the same spot for [you guessed it] nearly ten years.


And then there is the bedtime ritual of book reading. We were so diligent when Emily was an only child, a little less so with Sarah, and Wyatt has had only a tiny fraction of the time the girls had. We recognized that recently and are trying [especially Dad] to get back into that routine with Eva and Wyatt. Kids love that.


It all ends with prayers and a kiss and a call for sweet dreams. Wyatt won't let me close the door without reminding me about the bed bugs with a giggle. I never let them bite me.

Sweet dreams to you, no bed bugs and ROCK YOUR WEEKEND!