What a weekend!

We had quite the weekend.  There was a birthday party for our
friend Teri on Friday night. We stayed far later than we
should have, and I think we all paid the price for it. Libby
woke up at about 1:00 AM and I have never seen her quite this
way.  She was swinging her arms and so angry. It was almost
scary to see.  We could not even tell if she was really awake
or not.  This went on for almost an hour as Eric and I took
turns trying to calm her, to no avail.  Finally, I took her
downstairs and put on the Curious George movie.  She settled
down a bit.  I would fall asleep off and on (usually waking
up because she had tightened her grip on my arm around her).
Libby would be sitting there with her eyes wide open just
staring at the TV, not moving a muscle. This is so not like
her. At about 3:30, I finally persuaded her to close her eyes
to sleep. Pretty sure she was having a nightmare or a night
terror.

That morning, we were meeting Leeanne, Ron and Ellie at the
Children's Museum for a breakfast with Clifford, or "Hihhord",
as Libby says. Although tired, I am so glad we dragged
ourselves there. Libby was besotted by some poor person
dressed in a Clifford suit.  I cannot imagine what she will
be like when her version of the Jonas Brothers comes along.
She happily had her picture taken with him several times.
She got very upset when he went behind the curtain as they
read a book, and called his name almost the whole time.
She was visibly relieved when he came back. The Clifford
room is absolutely adorable and she had a great time playing
there. However, on the way home,we had a total melt down
coming from the back seat. It was not a pretty afternoon.

I took a hot tub that evening as Eric was trying to put
Libby down to bed. My back and shoulder were killing me
from sleeping on the couch the night before. Came in to
a girl who did not want to sleep.  It is easier if only
one of us sleeps with Libby in our bed, so I told Eric to
sleep downstairs. She fell asleep pretty soon after that
and it was not as bad a night. Love having little feet
up my nose as I am trying to sleep, but at least she was
not kicking.

Sunday late morning, we watched Libby's pal, Tenzing.
His Mom was a little  nervous about leaving him because
he often has a hard time when they separate.  He told
her before they came over that he would not cry at
Libby's house. He did not. We had a wonderful time
with him and the two played well together.  I hope
Heather takes me up on my offer to watch him during
the day so that she can get her hair cut, or go to
the dentist, or whatever she needs to do.

Sadly, it is a rainy, gloomy day and looks like the
week will be like that, too.  Not sure if Libby and
I will just hang out today, or try and head somewhere
to play for a bit.