Its 5:05 am. I've been awake for 20 minutes because of dogs. My 1 1/2 year old came up to my bed and kissed my cheek, while my 3 month old bit my hand. It's like they don't understand I didn't get to sleep until 1am. I love them, dearly. And I don't think they're trying to be mean. I think they did this because they love me, and they have a funny way of showing it.