Quick hits

On the night we got home:

Me: "Anna, guess who's coming to see you tonight?"
Anna: "See-Clause?"
Me: "Paul, did you hear that (laughing)"
Paul: Yeah (laughing)
Anna: laughing

Wow, where'd she get that? We didn't even play up the whole Santa-comes-to-your-house thing. She must have heard it all around her I guess.

Me: "No, baby. It's Annabel!"
Anna: WWwaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh and lots of carrying on

WOW.

****

Thanks to the seemingly never-ending eruption of toddler teeth, I can't remember the last night I have had a full night's sleep. Or even sleep in 6 hour chunks for that matter. Or 4 hour chunks. She just cries in her sleep and it wakes me up. I am on alert mode. Paul sleeps through it. It doesn't always require me to go to her. But at least once per night it does. The other 2 times she cries out wakes me up, and even though I don't have to go to her, I am up. Disrupted sleep.

And this is only the beginning of her first second year molar.

Upside: After this next torturous month, there will be no more discussion of teething.

****

A bit of a stressor: I'd better get started on my teaching materials for the Human Physiology class I start teaching next Wednesday. A little anxiety is building.