Hi! Remember me? Boo-hoo girl? The one who wants her babies to stay babies fo'evah?

Yeah. No. They can all go to college RIGHT NOW.

Or, okay: They could just sleep through the night. In their own beds. Without peeing anywhere but the toilet (and I do mean IN the toilet, not around it, boy.)

Again, the baby was awake at 2 am. Since we have her in the crib, but minus the side, she figured out that she could just stroll on into our room, stand on my side of the bed and slap my face repeatedly while I said "whuzzat? whu? no-no. Ouch!"

After several high pitched screams, I opted to take the wee offender out to the living room. After 15 minutes of VERY. AWAKE. antics, I decided to give TiVo a chance to earn its keep and put on a Hi-5 episode. I was laying on the couch with Wide Awake Girl held in a scissor grip by my knees. I dozed while she sang along with the gang.

Let me tell you, strange visions occur when Hi-5 is assulting your subconcious. Young adults in penguin outfits. A robot dance. A song with lyrics that go: North, South, East and West, let's get this party movin'...

After an hour of this, the baby crapped out. My son appeared next to the couch, and snuggled into me, so I decided we'd stay put for a while, and flicked the TV off. Which woke the baby up. Aaaaaargh.

More Hi-5. More Robot dancing. More educational but weird song lyrics infiltrating my brain. Two sleeping kids and the dog laying next to me on the floor. I turned the TV off for good, and we slept in a tangle of bodies until 5 am, when my husband announced that my oldest had wet her bed, but he handled it already. &*^%@*%$#*(*@&!!!!

Thanks for sharing that, dude. So glad you WOKE ME UP.

However bad the night was, I was delighted to witness the kids performing a multi-song concert of holiday favorites with tamborine and maracas for accompanyment, and plenty of butt wiggling and jumping as I tried to get them ready to leave this morning.

I seriously am going to try to choke down a bowl of that Peanut Butter Panda cereal. I'm convinced that it has a magic happy ingredient. Either that or the kids are all, "Quick, act happy and silly or she's going to start with the crying and hugging us again."