Shortest day of the year?

I don't think so! At least not at our household. Or maybe Camden didn't get the message. His day (and therefore MY day began at 3 a.m.) He woke up screaming "MOMMY MOMMY HELP ME!" He was crying hysterically, so I got him out of his crib and he told me there was a frog in his crib, and that he needed his bouncy ball. I assured him there was no frog. I proved it, by showing him, there was not a frog. That didn't matter to him. There is still a frog in his crib tent apparently. I told him he could get his bouncy ball later, when it was light outside. He kept saying, "I slept. It's light outside!" He stayed up until 6:30 or so and finally fell back asleep. The day didn't get much better after that. It's been a long one, and I'm already ready to go back to bed. 3 more days until Christmas!