Just a quick one to keep in the habit of posting stuff here…
Hannah has started into (what we hope is) a phase where she thinks she needs all her worldly possessions in bed with her each night.
So a night or two ago, I hear crying and go investigate.
In her room I find Hannah crying. I asked her what was wrong, to which she replies “daddy! Help, my messy bed!” She had manged to tangle her animals blankets and dolls up enough to completely deny herself any place to lay.
A few seconds of digging and I had a niche opened up, and tucked her into it, topped her with a blanket and she was perfectly content to go back to sleep!
Not the most eventful night… I guess it’s just a day in the life of a toddler.
-Jordan
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