winter_in_asia

Last night, I was watching the season finale of Lost. Em runs in and tells me that I must come immediately to see what was happening with The Pea, who was supposed to be asleep in her room.

Me: I'll come on a commercial.
Em: You need to come now. This is worth it. Trust me.
Me: Better than Lost? I find myself doubting your objectivity in this matter.
Em: Just come look. Check out where The Pea is sleeping.

I slowly open the door and go into the room, stepping over toys and other articles strewn on the floor. The blankets are messed up, so I move in for a closer look, still unable to see exactly how Chie was able to secret herself so completely in the bed.

"You're going to step on her!" my wife blurts.

I look down at my feet. There, in the middle of the room, is my daughter. She is curled up, lying on her side, fast asleep on the floor.

I ran and got my camera and snapped a few pictures using the flash before Em returned her to her bed. I'll post the pictures a little later.

Happy Birthday, Peanut. Here's to another year.

Em and I do hereby decree that Easter Breakfast will always be cereal with sliced fruit and just a hint of cream.

Today was Strawberries and Cheerios. With Sugar. And Cream.