Where did MY baby go?

One of the things I've always been kind of smug about is how good Charlotte sleeps. For the last 11 months, you could almost literally set your watch by her naps and bedtimes...and then comes Saturday, September 12. Oh.MY.goodness. Apparently aliens kidnapped my child yesterday and replaced her with the no-sleep monster. All day, she had about 30 minutes total sleep, most of which was in the car. Mommy, on the other hand...Let's just say I usually nap when she does, so Mommy was a bit grumpy for most of the day.

We were supposed to go to the Florida State/Jacksonville State game in Tallahassee, but decided not to because of the incredibly bad weather--and judging by how badly the team played for most of the game, I think we made the right choice. I would NOT have been happy if we'd driven all the way up there for THAT. 'nuff said.

We had pizza for dinner last night, which Moo thoroughly approved of, even though she wore more than she ate:

This is the elusive Moofish:

And we had to put a new gate on her door, since Hunter broke the other one...she's all, "Why is Daddy in a cage...?"