I'm being punished...

For some terrible thing I did. Or maybe Animalia is considerately preparing me for the sleepless nights coming after The New Baby is born.

Last night, she fell asleep at 8pm, woke up around 1am, thrashed around in my bed for awhile, then at 2am decides she needs to go potty after which I drag her back to bed where she kicks and rolls around and puts various parts of her body on top of me. I think she fell back asleep around 3am but I'm not sure as I was asleep at some point. At least she fell back to sleep then and not at 6 again but I'm exhausted and so is she.

The last two days

Have been torture. Animalia wakes up at 3 or 4am and is instantly and happily awake. I try in vain to put her back to sleep and she doesn't go to sleep. She wants to watch Scooby Doo and have a snack. This morning it was fruta, jugo, and Goldfish Crackers. See... at 3am or even 4am I shouldn't be awake. Waking up this early is bound to give me diarrhea or some other random and uncomfortable ailment. But there we are, in the "libbing room" watching Scooby Doo.

I don't think I've mentioned her love for Scooby Doo here. She loves him and I guess if that's the way we ruin our daughter then that's the way we do it.

Anyhow, there I am, eyes barely open. Then at around 6am she asks me to lay down with her on the couch. We cuddle, she falls asleep, I doze until my alarm goes off and I have to stumble around sleep deprived to get ready for work. I carry her sleepless body to the car where she seems awake enough for a brief conversation. Then she stops talking and I look back-- asleep again! I am terribly jealous of her, being chauffered around in a padded seat, comfortable enough to fall asleep. I take her to Nana's house and she continues to sleep as I arrange her on the couch.

She sleeps til 10:30. Of course that means that she didn't take a nap which could mean that she's in a terrible mood, an angry, vengeful mood. Or it could mean that she's tired enough by the day's end to fall asleep tonight without incident. Or she could wake up at 3am and be ready for her day again. And then I'll continue to be sleep deprived and diarrhea-ish.

Fixing it.

"Stop picking your nose," her Dad tells Animalia.
"I'm not picking it! I'm fixing it!" she replies.

Best excuse for nose picking ever.

Alright.

Alright. It's what she says when she's in agreement. Alright can be said with happiness and enthusiasm or with anger and resentment.

Last night, the Animalia was exhausted. She'd refused to take a nap and had an active day so at 6pm, about an hour before it's ok for her to go to sleep so that she won't wake up at 4am, she started to doze off. I came up with the brilliant idea that I would bribe her with a popsicle. That would surely keep her awake.

So I ask her, her tiny eyes closing, if she'd like a popsicle. Alright, she said quietly. I brought her a popsicle and opened for her. Her eyes were tiny slits but still, she took it. She held it for a second and her head drooped. Are you going to eat your popsicle? I asked her. She opened her eyes just a tiny bit. Alr...

She was done for the night. I removed the popsicle and put her in bed at 6:05pm. She slept til 5am. Alright.

Protein Monster

Animalia loves to eat:
Carne which includes beef, pork, and all veggie meats. Hard boiled eggs, but mostly just the white part. Pollo. Frijoles. Greek yogurt (more protein than regular yogurt). Almond milk, any flavor. Avocado.

She also loves black olives, tomatoes, cereal and milk, corn on the cob, pasta, queso, and sopita.

There are other foods she eats too, but this list represents her true loves-- mostly, as you can see, protein.