Don't You Hate It ...

... when you have an idea for a blog post, but then you find out that you've already posted it? So I guess I'll post something different, but equally boring.

When it comes to being up at night with your kids, parents wear those experiences as a badge of honor. The longer you spend awake, and the more kids you're up with, the more you can brag. And last night was a doozy at our house. (Can you believe the spell-checker doesn't recognize "doozy"?) I was going to give a detailed explanation, but I decided that was snoresville. The gist of it is that we were up 10 times during the night, mostly with Allison. She woke up every half hour until 5 a.m., when I finally decided to see if she needed a drink of water. She was really thirsty, and after getting a drink she went to sleep for several hours. So, yeah. I felt stupid, but that night probably made our top ten list of worst nights ever.

On a happier note, and because I don’t feel like putting this in a different post, Katie and I went out to our the new house on Friday. They had only delivered lumber on Tuesday, at which point it was still just the foundation, so we didn’t expect much. But we were pleasantly surprised.

[caption id="attachment_1213" align="aligncenter" width="614" caption="We have walls!"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_1214" align="aligncenter" width="614" caption="The view from our bedroom window"][/caption]


Lizzy said…
Living in the land of "my garage is actually a shed with a roll up door" I have to say, that garage looks HUGE!
Congrats on the house.
Ann said…
Those nights are so hard. The house is so lovely!!

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