Like Father, Like Daughter

Or is it the other way around?

Lately, when I tuck the kids into bed for naps or at nighttime, I have to check, recheck and check again to be sure Baby is in bed.

She waits til we walk away, climbs down, turns on her light, gets books and toys and climbs back into bed.

Well, I just had to "sneak" back into my room to put the dying phone on the charger and get the charged phone. I opened the door as carefully and quietly as I could, hoping to not disturb my husband. He's supposed to be sleeping after working all night. I opened the door, and he smiled sheepishly - iPod in hand.

Hope he can keep his eyes open for his meeting today and for our church directory pictures. Pfft.