Cora is up at 5:30 every morning. Every. Morning. Last night, she fell asleep on the couch at 5 p.m. and slept through, with a short break around 8:30 when she woke for a new pullup and a glass of water. Last night was also the end of Daylight Savings Time, the magical night when grownups get a whole extra hour of sleep. Most grownups - in this house, the extra hour means you're getting up at 4:30 instead of 5:30. Fortunately, that sweet girl wakes up happy and full of sugar - this morning, she gave me a huge hug and said, "Momma, I love you so much!" then cupped my face in her hands, looked me in the eye, and said, "You're so beautiful, Mommy." It's hard to be grumpy when you're waking up to such sweetness.
I'm trying to teach them Go Fish and Crazy 8s. Cora is too little, I think, but she's smart. I am a terrible teacher and get frustrated that I can't explain the rules one time and go. We're getting there, though. Cora just won a game of Go Fish and G didn't even pout. Baby steps.