Last night Brady went to his Grandma's because the hubby and I desperately needed some S L E E P. With everything that's been going on, we've been super stressed, and it doesn't help when your 13-month-old flat our REFUSES to sleep even a single night through in his life. His Grandma picked him up at 7:30pm last night, and I haven't seen him since. I woke up periodically throughout the night expecting to hear him, but there was only silence. This morning, there was no smiley little face to greet me upon waking. Right now, I am hoping this afternoon of work goes quickly, because I am sorely missing this face...
