This is Ada napping. Can’t you tell? No?!, me either.

This is Ada napping (kind of)

Ada’s ‘big bed’ and dexterity have recently led to her discovering that she can, actually….aha!… ‘get up’! Our lives are forever changed. So far nights are fine. So far mornings are fine. (Actually, she calls out, “Mom-mmmmm-eeeee, mommmy, MILK! mommeee MILK!, mommee BOOK!” Starting at about 6:45am. Its quite demanding actually. There will be no late sleeping in this house!)

But, naps…another story. I can hear her trashing her room right now. Thud, thud, jostle, jostle, she tries the knob. Thwap! Thwap! Diapers strewn all over. Pajama & sock drawer: Boom! boom! Opened & slammed — contents emptied on the floor. Items attempted to be worn & quickly discarded. I may find one extra shirt on her next time I go in. Wipes dot the floor. She’s even plugged in a lamp. (Note to self: must re-childproof this weekend. Did anyone ever emphasize that childproofing is a process, not something ever acheived?).

I guess this what they call the stage of quiet self-play. (Somehow this sound more peaceful in writing!?) I think I see two cute eyes peeking out of the door at me.

Second mental note: Add childproof door knobs to that list. Appreciate her.