8:45pm: three of the four children are sound asleep. Reverie (the irony of her name is not lost on me) Lux (the irony of her middle name ALSO isn't lost on me) is a night owl. She has been up for weeks (months? years?), on and off every. single. night. Her most wakeful time? 8pm-2am.
8:47pm. I know what I'm in for.
10:59: She is having SO MUCH FUN being awake! She loves the night life!
11:35: She just finished her bottle and I pray this "wave" is to say goodnight.
(I do not love this kind of night life.)
A million o'clock: Revi has finally crashed out after SEVENTEEN STRAIGHT HOURS of wakefulness. I put her in her crib, shower, pass out and wake up approximately sixteen minutes later. Because her twin sister is a VERY LIGHT sleeper and someone just HAD TO REV (more irony) their car engine outside our house. In the words of @blessthefunk on Instagram, "They are cute FOR A REASON." Indeed.