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We should be leaving to take Mari to preschool in 20 minutes and Luci isn't even awake yet. Her schedule is so screwed up, poor baby. I don't know what time she went to bed last night because I wasn't here. Yes, you heard me right. I went to see Harry Potter...by myself. It was bizarre. Not the movie. I thought the movie was pretty good. It was bizarre going to a movie by myself. I though getting married meant I'd never have to do that. Heh. Apparently getting married means *wanting* to do that. It was very peaceful. I didn't even have to worry about how the babysitter was handling things since daddy was on duty. Not that I don't worry about daddy at all, it is just different. I didn't get home until about 11:30. Mari and Zoe were sound asleep in their bed and Luci was curled up in our bed with Brad. She didn't even sigh when I picked her up and carried her to her bed. Poor Zoe did wake up in the middle of the night yelling for daddy because she had a bad dream. Brad didn't move, so I went and she settled down very quickly. I feel incredibly well-rested dispite my late night.