Poor Tired Children.

Poor Tired Children.

Audrey had a sleepover Friday, which means she didn’t sleep. Yesterday she was invited out to dinner with a friend’s family, still not having slept, and didn’t get home until midnight. I just had to wake her up so she can go to a band rehearsal for her section. Tomorrow, band camp starts at 8AM, ends at 4PM, and regular rehearsal is from 6PM to 9. Poor baby. I have a feeling she’ll fall asleep after she gets back today and miss dinner, and I still won’t be able to rouse her in the morning. It’s all good, though. She’s having fun, making friends, and will remember that part of it all many, many years from now.