Elle has had a little bug the past several nights. Some of those nights were pretty rough, and Alicia did most of the heavy lifting. Okay, pretty much all. I hopped up once to help. Last night, however, went smoothly… until about 4:45am when Emmett came in to tell me his blanket was all messed up. So I went and tucked him back in, and then he talked and said Elle had a wet diaper, to which she popped up “dad?”, so I changed her diaper. And then I was up every 15-20 minutes after that for one cry or another, eventually getting Elle out of bed at 6am so Emmett could sleep. This morning, I’m tired.