well...we'll start chronologically.

last night we had two couples over to have sushi (yum!) and to play scattergories. i'm such a nerd - i love board games. love them. almost all of them. and the husband will NEVER play with me. mostly because i always win. he probably got tired of losing all the time. well, last night i threw him a bone and let him win (ha!).

anyway, our company left at about 12:30...and lo and behold, at 1:40, we hear Bella. screaming. her. head. off. it wasn't her usual plug-in-my-paci cry, when she doesn't even wake up, she was howling. so, the husband watched her from 1:40-2:25, and i watched her from 1:40-3:10, when she fell asleep.

i know to most people this is normal baby behavior. this is not normal behavior for isabella. she NEVER does this. well...there was that awful Good Times marathon night in Atlanta....

the good news?
she slept until after 9.
so, so did we.

the older kids meandered into our room not too early-ish, itwas almost 8, i think. and the boy watched scooby doo in our bed while the girl played school and colored on the floor in our bedroom. THEY NEVER DO THIS. our usual morning routine goes a little something like this:

"I wanna go downstairs!"
"in few minutes, Emily."
"I wanna go downstairs!"
"Soon, Joshie."
"I wanna go downstairs!"
"I wanna go downstairs!"
"I wanna go downstairs!"
"okay, give me a few minutes."
"I was breakfast."
"I'm hungry."
"I want chocolate milk."
"Alright! let's go!"

unfortunately, we missed a bris because of this (sorry, Mia!), which i'm not too happy about. but at least i'll be able to make it through the day without being exhausted. which is a good thing, because we have kids coming over to play, i have about 17 loads of laundry to do, we have to go food shopping, we have to take the girl to a birthday party....and my mom is coming this afternoon. holy cow. i'm exhausted just thinking about it.