|That's not chocolate milk|
Not this night. She was asleep, I put her down, eyes wide open and baby giggles erupted. Huh?! Sometimes she likes to wait for Ernest and I thought since it's Friday night we'll just go downstairs. She was super excited to see him. We hung out for a bit then he went to get dinner and I tried putting her to sleep again. Nope. She just kept turning, laughing, kicking, you name it. Wild child. Since we weren't getting anywhere close to sleep we went downstairs again so I could eat (it was 9 by this time). Autumn was not only wide awake but super hyper. She was screaming, flailing her arms and climbing all over everything. I couldn't help myself but laugh. That was until, for the third attempt, she still would not go to sleep. Ernest finally got her to bed by 11pm by just letting her cry it out in the crib.
He told me she's too big a girl to be held like a baby and put to sleep. WHAT?! This was a heartbreaker. I love (love) our snuggle time before bed so it just makes me sad to know she's too old to be rocked to sleep. The worst part is, he's right. She tries to turn around when I'm holding her because she likes to fall asleep on her stomach, arms tucked in, butt in the air. She just can't do that while I'm holding her. So last night, I gave her the bottle, then she starts getting fussy so I said goodnight and put her in the crib. She cried the saddest cry (I may have joined in) then 15 minutes later, bam, sleeping like a baby. It makes me sad but also proud that she's finding her independence. #stopgrowing
|Double fisting. That's my girl. She was super sleepy from Friday nights antics|
|This was the closest pic I could catch of her standing. It usually lasts a split second|
|She wanted to keep playing with the water hose.|