Ill-Fated Night Off

I went to a hockey game last night, so our nanny stayed late and put the girls to bed. Everything was quiet until 2 AM when Etta started crying. I went into her room to see what was up, only to immediately realize that she didn't have a pull-up on under her pajamas.

Sure enough, both girls were soaking wet. So on a Tuesday night where I was a bit late to bed anyway, I changed two sets of PJs and two sets of bedding at 2 AM. Amusingly, Marie was sound asleep when this happened and didn't remember it in the morning. She had a rather adorable perplexed look on her face when I mentioned it at breakfast.