Bedtime

Tonight after Stella fell asleep, as she always does, in two minutes flat, Vivian was left, as she always is, lying awake in the bottom bunk trying to settle. She loves our nightly conversation, her yelling to me from the bedroom (naturally never waking her sister sleeping above) and then Vivian enjoys her nightly (sometimes thrice nightly, or more) pilgrimages from her bed to the couch to visit me. After both of those events were complete and just as I began to suspect she might have finally fallen asleep, I hear her call to me. I couldn't hear what she was saying so I got up and went by their door. "What Vivian?" I asked to which she replied, " I just always feel frustrated when I can't fall asleep." I know how she feels! Stella doesn't.