My daughter went to bed at 7:45 last night.
My husband when in to check on her at 10:45 p.m.
He walked in to find Sweetie in her bed reading a book (in the dark-- yes, ruining her eyesight-- I know), and she had all the books off the bookshelf and carefully placed into a collage on the floor.
My first thought? That's right, HOLY RAINMAN !
I guess I shouldn't complain...I ended up with some really sweet pictures. And it was one of those tender moments when your child asks, "mommy, why are you taking so many pictures?" and you get to say, "because I love you so much that I want to capture every single moment of your life!"
*I know the pictures are blurry, but I didn't want to turn on the flash and ruin the moment