An eventful night

Last night after watching "Prince Caspian" (which I thought was LAME-O), I went upstairs to finish putting the laundry away and then head to bed. When I got to the top of the steps, I saw Isabella's door was open. I immediately assumed that she was in my room, but she wasn't. She was in her room.....laying on her bed, sleeping......like this:











She had taken her diaper off, and brought her big girl panties into bed with her. Silly silly girl. I proceeded to put a diaper back on her.

Well, four hours later (3:30am), she woke up, CRYING. She came out of her room and into our bedroom. I took her back to her room and put her back to bed. Repeat this every 40 minutes until 7am. By this time, I was frustrated as HECK with Ronald, he insisted he was too tired to get up, and very very frustrated with Isabella. My patience was GONE. At least Alexander slept well last night.