5:30

I am not a morning person, let's just be clear about that, be fore the past couple days i've been waking up at 5:30. Something that wouldn't be that bad, if I wasn't going to sleep at midnight, like i did last night. My two lovely younger siblings decided to go to a friends house and stay late.
Mom and Dad went to bed and i was designated to stay up and wait for them to get home. Which they did at about 11:30.
I just crashed on the couch and watched Jason bourne beat people up for two movies. Don't ask me which movies they were, I couldn't tell you. The Bourne Legecy is still the best one in my opinion.
We are babysitting a four year old girl right now. She's very sweet. She's staying with her dad and he brings her to us when he works.
She loves mom, but at first she wouldn't talk to dad.
She is very opinionated. I asked her to get dressed this morning and she asked why I got to choose for her when she had to get dressed. I said it was because she was four and it was time to get dressed. She stated very decidedly that she wanted to get bigger so that she could make her own rules and stay in her pajamas all day. I told her when she was older she could do that, I certainty do stuff like that (but not really because I don't like pajamas. I just sleep in whatever i am wearing that day and change in the morning, pajamas are just... dunno, tacky i guess.).
she did eventually comply when I gave her the choice of changing in my room or the bathroom. She chose my room of course. who wouldn't? it's awesome. Well, I do need to vacuum it.
I had a couple chores to do this morning. so I haven't been able to play with her that much.
I was really sad when she was talking to mom, she wanted to know when her dad was coming and just wants him. That made me sad.
eesh, chores. so much chores. eeesh.
I'm supposed to work on my sister's dress later too. *sigh*
anyway. Not much is going on.
my arm hurts. and I have a feeling it's because I fell on it the other day and it's not healed yet from surgery. erg.