While I was away Sunday night, Joe kept to our plan of having M sleep in her own bed, and it worked! They texted me on Monday AM to let me know of her success. Great job, Madeline! Last night, same thing. She did pay us a visit at 3am, but was fairly easily walked back to her bed (with Froggy music, of course) and stayed there until this morning.
Then the drama begins. 5:45am. M barged into our room accusing me of stealing Minnie – her most precious ‘friend’ – Minnie was on the floor. So I tuck M and Minnie back into bed, but the commotion did not escape Abs’ ears. Of course, she decides it’s time to get up and start the day. Just to see what would happen, I rocked her and left the room, hoping they’d both go back to sleep, and this would be just a bad dream. As I get to my bed, I step in cat puke and then Abs screams again. Stinkin’ cats. Stinkin’ clock telling me it’s only 5:45. However, I forgot it all when I heard M trying to soothe Abs back to sleep with “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.” It didn’t work, but may have been the cutest her voice has ever sounded.
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