This is a vent. I'm sitting by easy child 1's bed making sure she stays in it, listening to her singing. Its midnight and she is wide awake. She had a late nap. She doesn't normally take a nap, but she crashed on the floor. I was dealing with other stuff and didn't get her up. This is my own fault. The positive side to this is we've had a nice little girl talk. After a few hours I let her get up (about 10 pm) and we had hot bread. We talked about Santa Clause (she likes him and wants stuff and candy. She thinks putting it in socks is silly.) We talk about difficult child 1. "David doesn't like me." We talk about easy child 2 and easy child 3. (She thinks its very funny when he has a milk face.) We sang songs. She told me she likes Papa. I noticed that every topic she started with "I" and it would end with "we". (I like cinnamon bread turned into we like cinnamon bread.) It was the best time we've had in a long time. Now 2 hours later I really want her to sleep. She is being very good; especially with how board she must be. She isn't mad. She is singing songs and if I don't sit here she'll turn the light on and wake easy child 2 up. ok, end of vent.