Both girls were awake at 5:30 this morning.
It took over 20 minutes, several verbal battles and ultimately a tantrum to get Ellie dressed. All the while, her bare skin was becoming mottled with cold (very cold in our house in the mornings). Now, we just have to wait for the sniffles to set in...
Stephanie insists on "privacy" when using the toilet. I left her alone for four minutes, during which time she dipped the toilet brush in the toilet bowl full of pee and proceeded to "clean" the floor (and her booties and her hands...). As a bonus, she managed to stuff almost an entire roll of toilet paper in the toilet before she started "cleaning". Following her sister's example, she thrashed like an (hysterically giggling) alligator while I tried to get her dressed. (at least she was happy, right?)
Squabbles escalating to high-pitched screaming when Ellie insisted that Stephanie's baby chicks (toy) weren't chicks but were actually guinea pigs that were licking her.
May I go back to bed now?