Night

The word night at our house is spelled "h e l l".  

You would never know it by the looks of "Tyler's Angels" (below)...  but by 4:00 am, when we've been up multiple times, with multiple "sleep stealers", woken up to Finnegan peeing on our gas fireplace, and have been kicked out of our own king sized bed... you would agree.

Before I was a mom, I loved the night... now I take a deep breath when I see the moon,  and wait in fear for how I am going to feel when the sun rises and I can barely put my contacts in my eyes.

(above)  sweet images that fool you...

(above)  Reality...

Isabella is enjoying our bed as Tyler sleeps in a chair.

You may think this is staged, it's not.  It's life and I'm tired. :)