The Sleepover

We got to A and K's apartment about 7:30 or so Friday night. The kids were more than ready to get out of the car and have some running around/play time. We were barely in the door when Ella turned to us and told us that it was time for us to go home now because she was ready to spend the night at Annie's without us. She's such a big girl. She told Kevin he could sleep on the couch because she wanted to cuddle with Aunt Annie and she didn't need him competing for her attention. We all hung out for a little while but soon it was time for Luke, Aron, and I to check in/crash at the hotel. As we were leaving, Ella decided it was time for her to take a bath so she started to strip off all her clothes in the middle of the living room at Annie's...she's so shy and humble : ) We told A and K "Good Luck" and went off to the hotel. We came back in the morning and heard wonderful stories about how Ella is squirmy when she's sleeping (nothing new to anyone who's ever tried to sleep with her). I even hear she slept most of the night with her feet on Kevin's head--nothing says love like a foot to the face I always say. She woke up in the morning and at Aunt A's encouragement, she poked Uncle K in the chest while telling him to "get up"until he woke up. Poor Uncle K--no rest for the weary.