Today there was some thumping and bumping and Rosey appeared out in the hall, looking gleeful and clutching her blankie.
'Wosey up! Hi Mama!'
It was a minute before this struck me as odd. I was busy grinning at my happy little girl and wondering how on earth I managed to get a child (actually, miracles of miracles, I have two!) who is happy to see the morning, everyday. (So not like me. So not like me.)
Then it struck me. Didn't I leave her in her crib?
So what was she doing out....here.....
It appears that soon we need to switch Miss Rosey's House of Bunnies to a bed. An honest to goodness bed. Her crib converts, so it won't be huge and scary for her, just different.
She'll probably be thrilled - one more step into Big Girl Land. And (bonus for her!) she can creep into Cass's bed if she wants.
And I will never be sleeping late again, will I?