Charlotte woke me up at 5:30 this morning. Not the best birthday present, but then she gave me lots of baby kisses that made up for it. She brings me little books to read to her while I snooze on the couch and is finally getting more cuddly. Isaiah wanted ramen noodles for breakfast, which sounded so unbelievably disgusting. He ate the whole package. While Charlotte took her morning nap, we watched Superman cartoons from the 1940s. I was amazed at Lois Lane's ability to get so hopelessly captured by so many different villains.