Tuckered out after getting up at 4:45 am this morning with a bad dream and not going back to sleep. She almost made it to the bathroom to take a bath, the door is *right there*. The arguement as Jase lifted her up, all limp noodle like, and gave her a bath was priceless. She kept fussing at him for keeping her awake in the tub. I could picture the scowl and I wasn’t even in the room. Bless his heart. Surely, at some point, she’ll stop doing this and I can get the book printed. I’ve enjoyed this series of images so much, they make me laugh and I know she’ll treasure them someday as well.