I took this with my phone a couple of weeks ago and forgot about it. I was browsing through my phone photos today and saw it. Phoebe still sleeps with me and, on this morning, I had crawled back into bed and was waking her up. Anyone who knows Phoebe well enough knows that waking her up can very well be considered a life risking task. I got lucky on this day and escaped unscathed. I would give props to the princess dress she insisted on sleeping in but, minutes later, I witnessed her throw her breakfast across the table. Oh, wait... I guess I *could* blame the princess dress...
