After an evening at Dana's for Sage's first birthday party, we came home with extremely tired children. After getting Avery to sleep, I walked into Blake's room to say good-night and found him and Dale reading his books together. I've always known that Blake looks exactly like his dad, but tonight I was struck at how similar the two looked laying there together.



Avery has been having a few rough nights in a row. She's had a cold and we thought she was waking up because of it. Now that she's feeling better, we think she's just wanting us to always run to her. Case in point--She was crying "mommy, mommy, mommy", so I went in thinking she was so upset, but she just stopped crying and looked at me with this little smirk on her face. Needless to say, she won't be seeing us in there tonight. She's already cried out twice and she's had to cry herself back to sleep. It breaks my heart, but we really need a goodnight's sleep!