I am way behind on blogging--I like to blame my baby but somehow it's harder to find time for it than it used to be. Anyway, a couple weeks ago when we put the girls to bed we heard blood curdling screams and crying. We went upstairs and the girls gushed out that there was a fruit fly in their room. John went and looked for it and found nothing, tried to get them calmed down and teach them the profound lesson of "You are bigger than a fly," and "You can squish a fly with your two fingers" but they may have been too tired to absorb it. There were more tears and after a couple more rounds of trying to reason with them we acquiesced to the request: "Can we sleep in the hallway?" Sure, just GO TO SLEEP! Within a few minutes they were both zonked out in the hallway. Sometimes we just go with the flow.
I am way behind on blogging--I like to blame my baby but somehow it's harder to find time for it than it used to be. Anyway, a couple weeks ago when we put the girls to bed we heard blood curdling screams and crying. We went upstairs and the girls gushed out that there was a fruit fly in their room. John went and looked for it and found nothing, tried to get them calmed down and teach them the profound lesson of "You are bigger than a fly," and "You can squish a fly with your two fingers" but they may have been too tired to absorb it. There were more tears and after a couple more rounds of trying to reason with them we acquiesced to the request: "Can we sleep in the hallway?" Sure, just GO TO SLEEP! Within a few minutes they were both zonked out in the hallway. Sometimes we just go with the flow. 
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