I have to blog this because it is a memory I do not want to forget.
On Sunday night I was at Auntie's house until 2:30 in the morning playing Scrabble. Fun, I know! I crawled into bed and it seemed only minutes later (it was 5:30am) I hear, "Lil' One! Lil' One, wake up!" That is Aaron's nickname for me and I have no idea where he got that from because there really is nothing little about me.
But, anyway, it scared me to death. I stumble out of bed and cracked one eye open. Aaron takes me by the arm into the hallway and I cannot believe my eyes. Noelle had obviously climbed out of her crib, took all of the clothes out of her dresser, and pulled all her blankets and pillows off her bed. She piled them all in her doorway and was fast asleep laying on top of it all.
Her head then popped up and she says, "Hi, Mama." Dang! I could not get a picture. We do not have get her out of bed anymore, she throws a leg over and jumps out. Last night we were on the couch watching our recorded episode of Survivor. It was 9:44pm exactly and Noelle just appears in front of us and says, "OH! HI DAAAA-YEEEEEEE!" Scared us to death!
She really is not my baby anymore. It breaks my heart! Now we have to make a decision......take the front of her crib off and make it a toddler bed or just put her directly into a twin bed.
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