Throwing Stones

I have a 10 month old little girl who does not want to sleep through the night. She will sometimes get up every hour to hour and a half and for a 34 year old (young...haha) woman, this is hard on the old body. Sooooo, lately I have been extremely tired and kind of grumpy. Fast forward to this evening... I am exhausted and just a little grumpy, ok, a lot grumpy. My husband has just come in from feeding the cows and in my girls eyes, my husband can do no wrong, he is the light of my girls lives...he rocks. So, my oldest who is eight and who is more like me than I like to admit, is visiting with her daddy about her day at school. I am in the kitchen and am evesdropping on their conversation while (un)happily cooking supper and hear her say, "Dad, you rock!" I am thinking "OK, he does rock". So listening a little more I then hear her say, "And my mom throws rocks". Guess I will be moving the baby to her own room so I can get more sleep.......