Today, the Ladybug, Queen B, and I headed to Mount Rushmore to while away several hours of the last weekend of our summer vacation. When the time came to head for home, I put the Ladybug into her car seat, whereupon she promptly fell asleep for the twenty-five minute trip home. As soon as the car stopped, the Ladybug opened her eyes and I removed her from the car seat, where she groggily slumped on my shoulder.
“Are you still sleepy?” I asked her.
“No,” she protested, “I wasn’t sleeping. I was just blinking really slow.”
