Have a funny Margaret story to share this morning. It was my turn to sleep in, so Sean got up with the girls around 8 am. He & Mary woke me by bringing in a tray with breakfast (gotta love them). Margaret was eating breakfast in her highchair. Once she figured out there was *something* going on in our bedroom, she started fussing to get down. Sean let her down, and she made a beeline for our bed. Initially, I didn't want to let her up since I had juice, hot tea, and other things on the tray. She kept insisting (in her toddler way) to get up on the bed. When I finished eating, I brought her up on the bed. Well, that wasn't what she wanted, exactly.

She wanted her toast in bed, just like momma had!