Mike has to leave for work at 6:30 am, so I'm on my own when the kids wake up. It'll actually be nice next week when I have to get up for work, so I'll be forced to get up early enough to see him before he leaves. Anyway...
"Mommy? Are you still sleeping?"
*Catholic Librarian incoherent mumble from underneath a pillow* It was a bad sleep night for Anne.
"Oh good, you're up. Anne is awake too, Mommy. In her bassinette. Um Mommy?"
"Anne just spit up."
"Oh, she just spit up again. Oh Mommy, it was a *LOT*!"
"Oh Mommy, Anne just spit up AGAIN. Oh, it's so much Mommy that I can't even soak it all up with the burb rag. Her whole bassinette pad is going to have to be changed"
"Now it's going into her diaper, Mommy."
*squirting, explosion sound*