sniff. sniff. (wipe a tear from my cheek)
Alysa is not my baby girl anymore.
As we all start to wake up from our afternoon naps we hear Alysa crying. Then Brian and I say, she doesn't sound like she is in her room. A few seconds later Alysa is in our room crawling into bed.
so you say.....what's your point?
Alysa sleeps in a crib still. How did she get out?
I don't really need to ask. I know that she is a little monkey. Dad said he found her sitting in the bathroom sink just this morning.
so, Daddy took the side of the crib off this evening and we converted the crib into a toddler daybed. pictures will be posted later