Every night around 3:00 AM Sophie wakes up, I sleepily make my way to her room, then bring her back into our bed. I'm too tired to fight her to go back to sleep, so this makes my life easier. Plus I love waking up to her goofy little faces, being poked in the nose, or just listening to her talk to herself. This morning I woke up and didn't see her. She burrowed her way under the blankets like a mole. I lifted up the blanket and she gave out a squeal of delight and dug her way deeper into the blanket. The dork.