Today they are exactly 18 months old biologically. Last night I went to bed a quarter past midnight, and this morning we already got up at 7:45, as they were crying, and a few more minutes were helpful. It turned out that Tammy was crying for her doll that she couldn't reach from her bed.

Last night it was 12:20 am before I made it to bed. This morning we got up just before 8 am because someone was crying, though they had been crying or whining for a while. Emmy had once again taken his pj off, of course, or rather slipped out of it. He's our escape artist.

Last night I had too much to do and did not make it to bed before 1 am. And after a week without milk, Sammy had milk at night again. Tammy is now weaning herself off too, so only Emmy needs a full bottle every night. I have three packs of milk left, and I will not buy any more after that.