I still love them but...

Little Bitty cried and wanted to go downstairs pretty much all night. I have no idea what it was about. Two year molars? Hungry? Just not tired? Needs a new mattress? I caved at around 4am and we spent the rest of the night/morning on the couch. Noggin was turned on around 5am. I was worried she was sick - but she was her normal feisty adorable self this morning. Good times.

And Brother... Brother is developing a little attitude that I thought wouldn't come until the pre-teen years. As in, "Mommy, why do you wear those moccasins EVERY day now?" or "Mommy, I know this is your favorite part of the song - you've told me 10,000 times!"

It all comes with the territory of parenting. I like to see them try out their little attitudes and show assertiveness. But- for the record - I've only worn the moccasins twice. And anyway, they're awesome.