In response to: The power of routine

Remember that thing I said a few days ago?  It went something like this:

Now, before I tell the rest of this story, let me give a brief history on Caroline's bedtime habits: She never gets up out of bed at night after I put her down.  Never.  Never has once.

Well, little did I know, but that was about to become one of the biggest, fattest lies I've ever told.

Ever since that night, if she isn't sleepy, Caroline does indeed get back up out of bed.  Because now, she can work the doorknob to leave her room and join us in the family room.  Now she knows our secret.  We hang out in the family room after she goes to bed and do fun stuff like work on the laptop, read a book, or watch a movie.  Now she knows and she wants in.

Not that I blame her.  And not like she isn't completely precious and a darling when she comes back out here.  She sits quietly and reads books of her own.  And she's so very snuggly in her footy pajamas.

This is simply making us reevaluate her napping habits and make the cutoff earlier and shorter.  It's just another gradual transition as she continues to become a big girl (no matter how much I beg her to please stop growing older for a little while).  Life is full of these little transition points, and it keeps us on our toes.