Yesterday Britt had to remind me about one of the most amazing moments we had this week--had to remind me because the days and nights of battling the sleep abstainer, and finishing my second language movie, and planning for my classroom had all begun to run together.
One night this week--I can't remember which--we devised a method of locking Phoebe in her room. Phew, we thought, she might protest, but eventually, she'll wear herself out and fall asleep. Silly us. She wore us out first with protests of, "I can't believe this!"
That may have been the night I ended up driving around, collaborating with the artist in residence over the phone, while desperately hoping Phoebe would fall asleep in the back seat.
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