The unthinkable happened today

I put Grace in her crib for a time out and she climbed out. She called my name from the top of the stairs and proudly announced, "I got out. By myself! Huh!" and stomped her little foot.

I am undone. It's quite possible that I will never get more than 3 straight hours of sleep again.

Rock On!

My nephew Ian is a rock star.

Okay.  A high school band rock star.

My son, well, he's a groupie.

Note the cotton in his ears.  My boy partied till 9:30!

It was a BIG secret.  We didn't tell Grace.  We snuck out after she went to bed.

This morning, he told Grace "I didn't go anywhere last night.  I just went to bed.  Okay?"

When my sister in law called and asked what his favorite part of the show was, he said nothing.  When she asked if everything was okay, he replied, "I really can't talk about it right now.  Grace is here and she will be very upset if she hears."

Nothing like a little truth and honesty and giving your sister credit for being smart enough to figure it out.

"Twick or Tweat"

My dinosaur and Tinkerbell, AKA "Faiwy Pwincess" had so much fun trick-or-treating last night. Grace carried her weight in candy (the handle on her plastic pumpkin actually broke. A nice neighbor taped it back together for us) and stayed up way past her bed time. This morning, when we asked what she wanted to do, she suggested, "twick or tweating"?

Hope everyone had fun!