It's 3:00am. And yes, I know where my children are.
One is right here next to me. She's practicing her typing at the moment.
So far this evening, we have been out for sushi, visited friends, watched a video, talked on the phone to one friend across town (and her dog, sort of),
talked to another friend in Alaska who had just finished her dinner,
played with some fabric dolls made just for this occasion by another family of friends (and made a few other craft things from the box of fabric and supplies they also passed on),
and taken a midnight walk through the neighborhood.
We have 4 1/2 more hours to go before we have to report at the doctor's office for Jane's EEG. But we're halfway through the night, so all is going well.
Still on the agenda: at the very least we'll play a few games at AmericanGirl.com, take a bubble bath, and make breakfast for the two of us and Dad (who is sound asleep at the moment). If necessary, we will play glow-in-the-dark catch outside as well.
Jane has been so easy--no meltdowns yet, though about an hour ago she did announce that she wanted to go to bed. I was just sure we'd have had some tears by now, but she is managing everything quite well. I couldn't be more proud of her.