Poof

So, I don't remember if I told  you I would be disappearing for the weekend-- sorry if I didn't.

This weekend I went to Brule, Wisconsin with my parents, my sisters, my brother in law, my uncle, my nieces, and my younger niece's dad. We stayed in a cabin, all ten of us, and there was no internet. (Hence the Poof!)

We went to Brule for a funeral, which is really depressing... but the weekend was very nice. It was amazing to see my whole family uninterrupted by work schedules and in one house. I slept in a room with JJ&V, and V and I shared a double bed... (not protesting when told I'd be sharing a bed with a two year old should win some kind of award).

Said two year old woke me up at 6 am Saturday with a swift fingertip to the eyeball and squeal "AUNTIE HANNAH!!!" followed by nearly an hour of incessant poking and quiet squealing. When I hid from her, she would essentially body slam on top of me and say my name louder.

This morning, said two year old (around 3 or so) woke me up with her arm over my face and a disgusting trickle of blood coming from my nose.


I love my niece.
I do not want to sleep in a bed with her.
She is a violent sleeper.

I woke up a few times to her shoved up against me, claiming over half the bed. But, I have to admit, the many snuggles that came with waking up were pretty great :)


Always,
Auntie Hannah