Where's the Beach?

Have you ever has one of those mornings that just started off completely wrong? No? Never? I guess mine started with a terrible night sleep. Heath has decided that he no longer wants to be in the kitchen at night. He'll bang at the baby gate until he either bloodies his paw or manages to dislodge the gate enough to escape. Recently, Jason has been letting them sleep downstairs outside of the kitchen. That would be fine if we knew Maddie wouldn't destroy something, like a pillow or couch. Last night he tried leaving them in the kitchen. Let's just say not only did that not work out, Heath managed to knock down another baby gate we have leading upstairs. He mosies on into our room, toenails clipclapping away on the hardwood floors - this is around 2 am mind you. I ended up covering up my ears with the pillow and a blanket and finally dozed off, in and out of sleep really as he kept getting up randomly. I finally got up out of bed at just after 5 am. He had happily enjoy...