In the wee hours of this morning (no later than 5 a.m.) Alex struck. He raced into the girls' room, flipped the light on, threw back Krista's covers, grabbed her, began pulling her out of bed and said, "Stacia needs bottle! Stacia needs a bottle. Hurry!!" and raced out of the room to grab a bottle. Stacia was sleeping - finally.
He's a bit protective and it's very, very charming....except to the girls blinded by the early a.m. awakening.
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