And then there was tonight. Charlotte was exhausted from a long day of being outside and down at the beach and lots of sun. She went to bed promptly at 7:30pm and probably would have been happy to go much earlier if Daddy had been here to read stories to her. But within 2 minutes of closing her door, we heard her start crying - the angry cries she does occasionally when she doesn't want to be in bed. We let it go for about 10 minutes, but rather than dying down it got louder and more insistent. Sure enough, we checked on her and she was standing outside her crib crying and screaming to get back in. Turns out, she had gotten out and grabbed a few books, stuffed the books through the bars of the crib, then couldn't get herself up and over. We put her back in the crib, said our goodnights again, and she hasn't made a peep since.
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At least she loves reading!
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