Emma slept until 5 a.m. this morning then came to my bed to be nursed. When the alarm went off at 6 a.m., neither of us even flinched although it’s right by my head. Mark says I have this unfailing ability to sleep through anything and that Emma has inherited it from me. Today she took it to new extremes. Not only did she not wake for the alarm, she didn’t stir when Mark woke me up and I got out of bed and had a shower. Nor did she wake up when Mark got her diaper changed and dressed her for the day. She didn’t even wake up when I nursed her before we left the house. She only really woke up a little when I started laughing so hard I snorted in the car — Mark went to get in the car and put one foot in. Then he remembered he wanted to grab something from the other vehicle to take to work and turned to get it without really pulling his foot out of the truck. It was hysterical! He totally almost fell over and had this classic look on his face like “Oh shit, what have I done!”. I was glad I wasn’t holding my coffee cup or I would have had to go and change. I laughed and laughed (at his expense). Emma finally opened her eyes and looked at me like I was completely crazy! Good times in the car. At least she seemed happy enough when we dropped her off at her dayhome. She gave us a little sleepy smile from the arms of her sitter and lifted two little fingers to wave bye-bye. I’m sure she’ll wake up when all her friends arrive to play with her. She has such a good time there!
P.S. Christopher wanted me to mention to everyone about the big Purple Nurple he gave Kristopher for his birthday. It wasn’t the bruise leaving kind like Uncle Joe once gave him but it was indeed a brutal nurple! Good on you Uncle Chris! I don’t know if you’ll be getting a thank-you card from him for that gift…
