This morning Myrna had no desire to go back to sleep after her 8 a.m. feeding. I'm sure her little coos and fusses sounded to Chris like her (pre-baby) mother's "are you awake yet? 'cause I am (and it's 9 a.m. on a Sunday, don't you want to get up and clean something?)" Of course, as soon as Chris and I dragged ourselves out of bed and she could have the bed all to herself, she fell right back to sleep. We could see very clearly her plans for this household. More photos from the weekend are also up on the December Picassa page.
UPDATE: Looks like the taste for exclusive rights to beds of disproportionate vastness is a trait with roots on both sides of the family. Here's Chris back in the day: