Toilets and Highchairs

Last night K was a butt.  She slept fine from 6:30pm till 1am and then suddenly wanted to get up every hour.  But not even to eat- every time I tried to give her a bottle, she pushed it away.  She just wanted to play.  If she was content to play in her crib by herself it would have been fine- but she was not- so it wasn't.  Cole ended up getting up with her at 6am for the day.  As a result, the whole family was tired today.  I didn't realize K had also suffered from her shenanigans until tonight.  During dinner she alternated between screaming and sleeping.  She screamed when I woke her up to eat, and then she'd give up and pass out.  It was pretty funny.  So I called Cole to come see (he was in the bathroom).  And I called...and called.  Finally I got up and went to see why he wasn't answering.  The door was shut and I yelled, "COLE!"  I hear him come-to and say, "what?" He had fallen asleep on the toilet the same time K had passed out in her high chair.  Out of respect for my husband, I didn't take a photo of him sleeping on the toilet (just posted the story on the internet).