dynamic elf

Yesterday, Natalie went to bed at 4:30 PM, professing that she was going to bed for the night. From 8ish - 10ish, she lay more or less quietly in her bed awake, except for a couple of emergency cuddles and trips to the bathroom. At 8 AM, she woke up and asked to go upstairs; when we said she should sleep a minute more (hey, we're like that), she closed her eyes and didn't move again until 8:50. Upon waking, she ate three containers of yogurt, a bunch of steak, and a piece of toast with butter ("Mommy, what does toast want on it?" "Butter, usually." "Then I would like my toast with butter on it, please."). Now, she is running in circles and playing lots of pretend games about FOOD.

I think we're going to need to buy new clothes, soon.