Tonight, when I went in to feed her at 7:30pm, she was wide awake. It happens every week or so. Apparently she doesn't want to miss out on all the fun that happens at night.
So, we jumped in the jumper.
We read some books.
We watched TV.
We cuddled.
We tried to go back to bed.
We had some tummy time.
We patted Maggie.
We put in a load of laundry.
We rocked.
We looked for the Chritmas PJs that we bought last week.
We tried to go back to bed.
We hung upside down.
We played super baby.
We sang.
We sent e-mail.
We ate carrots.
We took a picture.
We made a goofy video.
And when 11:15pm rolled around and she still wasn't sleepy, Daddy loaded her up and took her for a car ride.
It's how we do our late nights with Emma B.
