Hailee has never had a "favorite" doll/animal to sleep with. She usually picks a new one every night. She has given them all names and will regularly have birthday parties for them or make them a "low-sodium" dinner. (All that Meniere's stuff is wearing off on her.) The last couple of weeks she has only wanted to sleep with Baby Avery, Baby Sally, and Paddington. She has to sleep with all of them and gets very concerned in the middle of the night if she can't find one. She usually wakes up with a "Mom, I can't find Sally." Sally has usually found her way to the floor and we laugh about how Sally must have gotten hungry in the middle of the night and couldn't get back in bed after she got her snack. Monday night I heard her moving around and went to investigate. She was trying to make sure her babies were all covered and not getting cold. She was sleep talking and moving around, it was so funny to watch her take care of her babies, once she got them all covered then she settled down and started babbling some more. I wish I could stay up all night and listen, or at least know what she was dreaming about. It looks like she's got my sleep talking and Todd's creative dreaming.
Monday morning Todd took a big accounting final to finish up a class. So for a celebration on Monday night I asked him what he wanted to do. I was a little shocked to discover that he wanted to go to the Streets of Tanasbourne. The Streets of Tanasbourne are a little like the Riverwoods in Provo, but bigger. We strolled around, did a little shopping for a friends baby, found a new work shirt for Todd and ate dinner. Now to realize what a shock this was to me you have to realize what Todd was like when we got married. Shopping was NOT fun. He only would go once a year (unless he needed something) and get all of his shopping done. It was not relaxing at all. I remember our first trip as newly weds, I never wanted to go with him again, and that is saying something because I love shopping and love being with my husband. With this recent trip I realized that he has finally learned the art and joy of shopping. (And it only took me 6 years to teach him.)

