Falling Asleep and Falling Down, Neither Are Common Occurances

Well, sleep-deprived she isn't. Baby Brigid decided to catch up on some zzzz's last night, having fallen asleep on the boob while I waited for the other two girls at dance class about 7 p.m. She slept in the car seat on the way home (we walked with her in the stroller) and continued to sleep in the carrier until about 8:30. She woke up briefly, I changed her and she nursed some more, falling asleep essentially for the rest of the night. She woke up occasionally throughout the night to snack, but otherwise she got about 12 hours of sleep, something she hasn't done since she was a wee borne. She must have needed it.

Speaking of dance class, the girls had their first tap class last night and it went well until Margaret took a fall on the dance floor onto her back. Got the wind knocked out of her. It upset Patricia almost as much. Patricia came running into the waiting area in tears telling me Margaret fell and had the wind knocked out. Margaret soaked in a hot tub last night and is stiff and sore today, but she's just a little worse for wear.

Daddy and Baby B spent the morning again up at the lake looking out for the horses. That trip could get old real fast, but it's got to be done if not for the food then certainly for the water. And the horses are there in the first place so the girls have something to ride, so it's part of the deal. Jack usually ries to give the baby some quality play time in the upstairs at Grandma's camp, which is wide open and plushly carpeted. The grandparents will be gone through next Friday, so there will be a few more trips up for the care and feeding of the animals. They usually stay up at the lake until the end of October, usually in time for the annual goblin parade on Grace Avenue. I'll have to figure out what our Baby B is going to be for her first Halloween. Margare's first Halloween she was Minnie Mouse. Patricia was a bunny (she was only two months old). We'll have to see what fits the B's personality.