Sleeping Beauty

We debated back and forth about whether or not to go back to the hotel last night.  I was worried about a repeat of the night before, but in the end, after talking to friends here at the marina who promised us last night's party would be louder-than-loud and sleep would probably evade us anyway, we opted to go back to our room and risk it.  I am so glad we did too, because Scott had arranged a lovely note and flowers for my mom and I.  Awww....

Isla feel asleep with me on the bed, and twenty minutes later I transferred her perfectly sweet little baby body to the pack-n-play where she slept until 6 a.m.  I, on the other hand, woke up at midnight and couldn't fall back asleep until 2 a.m, but her sleep is much more important than mine so it's all good.  Cruising and motherhood has made running on empty the new 'default' mode anyway.  Coffee was invented for the likes of us.

Yesterday we went to the "dress rehearsal" of Pretty Mas.  It was incredible.  So much fun.  The most amazing thing, however, was watching Isla.  She was non-stop dancing, clapping, laughing, spinning and even started marching with all the ladies every chance she could get - she apparently enjoys being the center of attention and having all the glittery costumed folks fawn over her brought the most precious look of awe and joy to her darling little face.  The fact that she was wearing her hula girl costume didn't hurt either.  I would post pics, but I am going to wait until tomorrow because today's parade is supposed to be bigger and better than yesterday's...but okay, I'll tease you with a few...