I have had a rough couple days and nights with these girls... I sure love them but let me give you a run down of what happened this morning.
3:08am- I wake up to giggles and laughing
3:09am- I walk into the girls room, Cara is lying in Ryann's bed and they are reading a book. All of the toys are scattered around the room. Obviously they have been playing for awhile. Cute, yes, but at 3:09am not so much.
3:09-3:12am- I proceed to scold, put girls back to bed, ignore pleas for drinks, snacks, and treats. Then I trip over the blankets they pulled out of the hall closet and finally I get back to bed.
5:20am- wake up to go hiking. Their room is quiet and the door is shut.
6:15am- Rich wakes up to girls laughing and squealing and he finds them in the bathroom with toothpaste all over the bathroom, toilet, hands, faces, and legs.
6:30am- home from hiking I walk into their room and I find shredded cheese scattered all over their floor. They had snagged a bag during the middle of the night from the fridge and consumed the entire thing- besides the pieces all over their beds and floors.
7:25am- Ryann steps on a hairball from the kitty. She then proceeds to walk around the house to try and show me the icky brown stuff on the bottom of her foot.
I can go on, but let me just say- them passing out in their beds tonight was like a little miracle to my soul. And sanity.
Love them, but I am ready for a vacation.