She's quite devilish. Since moving into this apartment, Lucy has become the WORST sleeper. She takes forever to go to bed, getting out more times than I'd like count, waking up in the middle of the night, and then again at the crack of dawn. Poor Isaac has finally gotten used to her antics and can sleep through most of it.
Tonight was the topper. I went in their room to check on her because I could hear her doing something. I found her up on the top bunk, sitting next to Isaac's head with a bag of all of our hair supplies and a can of hairspray. He was sound asleep...and his hair was dripping with hairspray. Devilish I tell you.
