Another birthday came and went and as far as I know, we all survived… although a little extra sleep would go a long way! Emerson turned four on Sunday and took advantage of every possible minute of her special day beginning at about 5:45 am. We like to sleep in around here so she must have been psyched out of her mind for the big birthday. Even in complete darkness she noticed her room had been filled with balloons right off the bat and asked, “Mommy, why are there so many balloons in my room?” To which I replied, “It’s just a dream, go back to sleep.” I’m obviously no match for her four-year-old...