Wake-Up Call

Last week while shopping at Gap, Clara picked out a hat and insisted we take it home. We're talking desperate pleas, tears, and promises that she'd wear it all the time. Of course I complied. The next morning I heard her jibber jabbering from her room so I opened the door and this is what I found -- Clara sitting on her bed, wearing her hat and drawing on her Magna Doodle. You'll also notice her "pajamas," which are technically two dresses that she insisted on wearing as pj's, one on top of the other. And of course she's in her tent, which she's been sleeping in for almost a year now.