The timing couldn't have been more perfect. Our overnight guests arrived at 8:30-two hours after expected. The kids were asleep and dinner was nearly done. John and I were in bed just after midnight having had an uninterrupted adult evening sans spit up and toddler talk. Shelby woke us up at 6:30 this morning. Ugh, I'm hoping the hangover doesn't kick in after breakfast. Feeling pretty normal watching the sun rise...Need bacon. Need coffee. Need Shelby to stop repeating, "Mommy. Mommy."