Kinda Fishy...

Mckinley ceases to amaze me. So far she is one of the most hysterical people that I have ever met, and she doesn't even talk yet. 

This morning she decided to wake up at 5a.m.. I forced myself out of bed to see what in the world she needed. I walked in her room, and of course she wanted out of bed. I picked her up, and took in the kitchen to make a bottle. I sat her down on the floor, and she immediately crawled toward the bag of goldfish that were on the ground. She undid the top of the bag, and went in for the big grab. I don't know if it is just me, but something about Goldfish at 5 in the morning does not sound all that great. But apparently Goldfish were just the thing she needed this morning. After a brief snack, she headed off to bed for another three hours (now that's more like it).