Tired, tired, tired

I was afraid to have a beer last night, thinking that I wanted to stay up a bit and chat with Tia. It didn’t help after our book fiasco, which delayed her walk until later. I fell asleep around 10, and was exhausted.

However I didn’t sleep long. Kendall had a nightmare and crawled in with us around 12:30, which woke me up. Puppy got me up at 1:30 for a half hour. I hooked her to the leash back on the floor, but at some point she got Tia up and ended up on the bed. She promptly crawled onto my legs, which would have woken me up, except that Kendall was doing a good job or wiggling around, turning, kicking me, and pulling covers off, so I was drifting in and out of sleep most of the night.