When H woke up at 6:30 she called me into her room to ask if it was morning yet. No, I said.
J went in to her room 15 minutes later and came back to me "you have her sitting in bed looking at a clock?" Yeah thats right. I told her it was morning when the big hand got to the 12. Now that I'm awake I'm feeling a little bad about this, leaving her staring at the clock for 1/2 an hour. I could hear her, Daddy! Its almost morning! But not yet!
J got all the way up with the girls after it became "morning" and I slept until 8:30- I feel almost human. Amazing. They were still up all through the night, but this is starting to bore even me so enough about that. Except to say that Ruby didn't wake up. So thats good.