Last night I laid down with Amelia to try to help her settle down and sleep after her big day.
Amelia usually has a thousand questions to ask, but fueled by excess sugar and post-birthday party excitement she had several thousand. I figure she's just breaking us in for when the boys get to this stage.
It was late and I was exhausted so I told Amelia that it was time to sleep, and her questions would have to wait until morning.
"But Mom, I've got a lot of nighttime questions in my head!" she replied.
I told her that I was all out of answers, but I would have more answers in the morning.
"Good, because I've got a lot of morning questions, too," she said.
As I was telling Jeff this story today, he laughed.
"That explains it," he said.
When he went into Amelia's room some time after I had left, Amelia said, "Dad, do you have any answers? Because Mom ran out."