Thank you all for the happy birthdays for Isabelle! I’m back to regular posting now…I think. Isabelle’s party was wonderful and oh so tiring. But I’ll save that for another post. Let me catch up a bit on other things that went on during our vacation.

One of which was this. One day last week, Isabelle was napping and Alan had started to fall asleep too. So I told him I was going to the other room and they could just have a nap together.

I was in the living room for about an hour when I hear this THWUMP! I run into the bedroom and see Isabelle on the floor starting to make crying noises and Alan under the blankets asleep. In my head I could imagine her crawling over Alan and falling off our very tall bed. I run over to her yelling ALAN!!!! and scoop her up into my arms. That’s when he runs out of the closet.

It wasn’t Alan asleep under the blankets. He had carefully laid the pillows into Alan form and covered it with a blanket. Then he placed Isabelle on the floor by the bed, made the loud baby falling off the bed noise, and hid in the closet waiting for me to run in and imagine all sorts of horrible things.

I was very upset. He was very sorry, very, very sorry.