Why is the only time I have enough brain space Sunday at 1 in the morning? Is there no other time I have done nothing for long enough to be able to verbalize the current state of things? I really should be asleep.
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By the way, immediately after I wrote the three sentences above, this morning at 1 a.m., Ms. Beenie was heard weeping from above. Apparently she had been standing by the side of my husband’s and my bed, my side, crying uncontrollably. I ran upstairs and tried to figure out what was up, but she couldn’t quite figure it out. I think she woke up from a dream crying and went to find me, and was crying more when I wasn’t there. NICE, MOM.
I slept on the floor in her and Mimi’s room until I awoke about an hour later, the right side of my body asleep from sleeping on such a hard surface. It’s okay, tho. I may have straightened out my spine.
20 Fingers, 20 Toes 
Yo, small people. Any person you love can help in the nighttime. Wake Dad. IT will help. I promise.
*It
[capitalization of ‘it’ not intentional. Was not implying father’s gender neutrality or beastly nature. Delete or edit for me as you see fit.]
Don’t fret, nappy. I understood IT will help. Grammar stickler! haha
Lost sleep that poor Hubs would think I meant him it, not the process it.
I have issues..
silly!