I think I made Lily’s day when I told her it is only 3 weeks to Christmas.
I wasn’t really in the mood to “make her day” given the night’s sleep we had. Or didn’t have as the case was. Lily was up at 2am and again at 4:30am. Diane went up at 2 and I went up at 4:30. When I went up there, she was sitting up in the bed with all the covers, all the pillows and all the stuffed animals on the floor. I won’t tell you what I told her. Let’s just say we didn’t hear from her again until after 6 when it was time to get up anyways. This morning making breakfast, she blamed the whole episode on “Bear”…the stuffed animal from the zoo who has been to blame for more than one nighttime disruption. Might have come up with other accomodations for Bear.
It’s only in the mid 60’s this morning. Brrrr. I should have worn a jacket. Or maybe pants. Instead, I have shorts and short sleeves. It’s already 72.
