Saturday, June 14, 2008

Hurricane JJ

It's 4:30 in the morning. We've been awake for the past four hours. John and I have been incredulously watching JJ, who normally sleeps for a good 12 hours at night, run around like somebody laced his before-bed sippy cup of milk with sugar... and speed.


Frozen Star said...

The joys of parenthood?

Aunt Becky said...

Eep. That's all I gotta say. 4:30 is the worst time of the day.