Who Gave My Baby Coffee??

Fess up, people. She woke up last night at 11:18 PM, after having gone to sleep around 10. Okay, no problem. He usual, routine waking. But then she kept me prisoner. She could get a job in a maximum security prison. She could detect any minuscule motion to escape and sets off all the appropriate sirens.

Well. At about 1 AM we gave up. We hadn't made Havdala yet, so we just took her along. Then she partied some more.
Until
3
A
M
.

Zonk.

Well. No big deal for her. She can always do this:

Just fall asleep in middle of her meal, and instead of risking waking her, I'll pile blankets on the floor and lower the high chair so she can sleep horizontally (with her feet vertically, but let's not get picky with a mama who hasn't gotten any sleep, k?)
But- who is gonna do that for me when I fall asleep in middle of my meal? Or at any other point throughout the long, long day ahead?

Tomorrow is our funfunfun geneticist visit. Really, I'm not sarcastic. It is fun. If I must have a geneticist for my baby, this is the one to have. The trip isn't long or tedious. It's relaxing, actually. The genetic counselor is great! She treats you like a good friend. The wait is nonexistent. The waiting room, if it will ever need to be utilized, is child friendly and fun. The geneticist himself is a gem. Just so loving to Adel and pleasant to be around. He works with us between visits- we email each other about any concerns, new developments and all.
Recently I asked him if I could show him some videos of Adel doing everyday things so that he could see what she is like on a regular basis, and he said it was a good idea. So I uploaded them onto the blog. I look forward to these visits!
Not to mention there is a GAP and a neat playground right nearby.

Adi had a great time at the playground the last visit:

There is also a Kosher Delight a bus ride away. Adel approves.

In order to be able to get around, I asked the train station lady for a map. She only had a train map, so I took a picture of the bus map hanging on the wall in the station.

I was traipsing around Manhattan with my camera in hand as if it was a GPS. Hee hee.

Tomorrow the visit will be different, because the boys will be joining me! What prompted this drastic decision? Well, they keep pestering me to go on a train... and Hillel can't take any more days off from work. The boys are in awe of the idea of traveling !!!!under the ocean!!!! in a tunnel. I'd love to let them loose in the great playground over there. And maybe the geneticist might get some clues by looking at Adel's brothers. Who knows.
In any case, my decision to bring the kids is manyfold. I hope it will work as nicely as I envision it!