It turns out that Evelyn’s improved sleeping pattern was only a temporary blip in an otherwise sleepless existence. She’s back to waking up every two hours and has also picked up a habit from her first year of life where she’s up (but happy) for an hour or more every night. Which means I’m also up (but less happy) for that stretch of time as well.

It is sometimes hard to be mad at a kid singing songs to herself though.