I sleep on MY schedule. Not Mom's and Dad's.

Bummer. Back to the hard nights. It's not so much that it's hard on Mom and Dad (they're old enough to learn that sleep is overrated), it's that it's hard on Lily. YOU try talking two surly people into feeding you in the middle of the night!

And today's a big day. I heard them talking last night about a fashion show. Apparently, I have hats.