Last night was tough. Em woke at midnight and spent the next few hours up and down and then screaming at 5am when I took her shoes off since she was kicking the crap out of me. She was NOT a happy girl and either was I. A friend stopped by with her son and they played so nicely together. We walked down the block and the kids played a little ball and ran around. Em was SO upset when they left she wailed by the front door. This will be a special friend for her as they will be attending daycare together. The little Empress was so fond of him that she followed him into the bathroom. I didn't ask her what she saw :-) On another note, I have some funky bug that has rendered me a pajama girl for the bulk of the day. The only good part of all this (aside from Emme) is the 15 pounds I've lost.