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Ever since we had Raelynn, there is no such thing as sleeping in. For either of us. And ever since I started teaching again, that means every morning, like it or not, I must get up at 6am. On weekends, we try to go back to sleep but since Raelynn is used to the routine of waking up so early, she's ready to play at 6am. Though lucky us, this morning, she decided 5:30am was a great time to wake up and play. I can't be too mad at her though. The sun has been rising earlier and earlier, so I get why she thinks it's okay to be awake.
Jeremy and I played with her a bit but then we both wanted more sleep. Into the playpen she went. A while later, she cried and Jeremy went to check it out. She'd apparently pooped but that was as much as I heard about it. I rolled over and went back to sleep. My sweet husband took care of things while I slept, unbeknownst to me. When I woke up, I was greeted by a happy baby who was running around the house in her sneakers. And an outfit that didn't match. Oh Jeremy! It reminded me of the last time he dressed her himself. There is a reason why I pick out Raelynn's clothes each day. If I don't have time to dress her, fine, but my husband (or his mother if she is here watching the baby) are not allowed to pick out her outfits. Please click here to see what he dressed her in last time. Go on. You HAVE TO see it. I'll wait. Done? Ok. Yeah. Ugh.
So here is my poor mismatched baby from this morning: