last night...

after the kids went to bed i kept hearing funny little noises. i thought it was just coming from outside. at 9:30 we headed upstairs to watch our nightly psych episode (do you watch this show? i used to think it was completely stupid, but after starting from the beginning (thanks to netflix) i think it's pretty darn funny.). anyway, so as i was coming up the stairs i could hear little birdie chirps coming from haven's room. i crept down her hall and flung open the door to find her laying in a circle of her books reading "the poky little puppy." i just thought the circle of books was so cute, she'd probably been up long enough to read each and every one. and, might i point out that she has the cutest collection of vintage golden books? that she takes care of? it wasn't always the case, but she's past the book-ripping stage and has discovered she loves these books. they are loaded with fat babies, puppies, kitty kitties, butterflies, and all the things she loves the most.

p.s. despite having stayed up at least two hours past bedtime haven was up and at 'em at 6:30. the girl seems to over sleeping these days. which is no good because i seem to really enjoy/need sleep these days :(