Sleep is a not atonnnnne true alkjnclvk ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

So this is three nights in a row now that Arielle has gotten up when she should be asleep. 4 a.m. the first morning, 5 a.m. yesterday, and last night 1:30 a.m. And it's taking me roughly an hour to get her back to sleep. Last night she pitched several crying fits, wanting to sleep with me.

Let me just point out that I am not into Attachment Parenting. Family beds? I don't think so. My sweet little daughter is going to have to quit this, really quickly, because Mommy is not about to let her keep this up.

In other news, Gabrielle somehow got hold of a bottle of food coloring last night. I'm not sure how. I had the box on top of the fridge! And yet, she walked in the living room clutching the tear drop shaped bottle in her little blue hands and gave me a big blue-lipped smile.

It's very strange to see your baby with Goth lips.

Naturally the camera batteries were dead. Oh, well, I shall be sure to keep that picture in my memory. Or I could just give her the food coloring bottle to suck on again. Hmmmm ...