I had planned to do a Funny Friday post this week and even had something brilliant in mind. Which of course left my mind as soon as I found out I was going out of town overnight, needed to finish up work stuff and get packed. Fortunately a quick trek to the grandparent's house doesn't require too much packing.
We got in the car at 6:40...about 20 minutes before Miss Grace's bed time. She made it the whole two and half hours without sleeping AT ALL. Happy as a clam. She finally made it to be around 9:30 and I got to bed around 10:30 (ok, I blog-stalked a few people on my phone so it was more like 11:30 when I tried to sleep). Grace decided it'd be super fun to start "talking" at 12am. I'm not sure if she was asleep or not to be perfectly honest.
So from 12-3:00am my little darling cute as a pie (which I had to remind myself of while I was awake) little girl chatted up a storm...with herself. Finally I told her it was night-night time and she needed to stop talking. Which led to 10 minutes of night-night...night-night...night-night. Finally she and I passed out.
This morning my dad says, good morning. Was Grace talking all night? <sigh>
My Grandfather says "That was GRACE talking all night? I thought it was the neighbors! I almost called the police!"
Note to self: Don't live by my grandfather...he likes to call the police. :)
And that is my funny Friday story...on Saturday.
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