There are times when you blissfully sleep for 9 hours straight and wake up to the happy sounds of your well rested toddler cheerfully playing in her crib.
And then there are times when you go to calm a crying teething baby in the middle of the night. As your rock and sing to her she closes her eyes and starts to sing along. When you kiss her forehead and tell her "time to sleep baby" she smiles at you and sticks her finger in your nose.
Last night was one of those times.
{Fashionista in the making? Wardrobe by Daddy}
{Mom! What does a girl have to do to get a freaking barrette around here ?}
