We had another really rough night last night. We thought for sure Carrie would be so tired she’d sleep straight through, but apparently there’s a three o’clock wake-up call in this house. This time we brought Carrie to bed again, and I told her she had to lay down and try to sleep. Then I said “I love you Carrie, go to sleep now” and she said “Love you Mama, Daddy sleeping.”
It’s a good thing they’re so cute at this age.