Last weekend we went down to Dallas to take Sammie to the aquarium there and to visit with my friend Joanna and her family. Her parents were awesome enough to babysit for us one night while Jim and I went out with Joanna and her husband. They just loved Sammie and she was a perfect angel for them so it was all good. All good, that is, until Jim and I returned home and tried to go to sleep. Then all heck broke loose because Sam woke up and screamed for hours and hours and would not go back to bed. We were in the same room, so that didn't help because she could see us. Anyway, we tried everything. We let her come in our bed, but she used my head for her pillow and kicked Jim with her feet. She wouldn't fall asleep, she just tossed and turned. I held her and rocked her and sang to her. I got her some milk. We took her for a drive in our pjs. Nothing worked. I could calm her down, but she would start freaking out all over again if I tried to lay her down. Finally she just calmed herself down enough to sleep on the floor next to my side of the bed. Weird. But anyway, we had a great time visiting with Joanna and her brother and her parents the next day when Sammie took a really long nap.
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