Tumbler

Last night, just as I had dozed off to sleep, my eyes popped open again, with the vague thought that I had just heard something thud. So, of course I had to get up and investigate. When I looked into Adrie's room, sure enough, she had fallen out of her bed. No crying, no confusion . . . nothing but the sound of snoring. I think her water baby had cushioned the landing of her head, along with some other miscellaneous stuff on her floor. I scooped her up, rolled her onto the far side of her bed, and headed back to bed myself. I think that's the first time she's fallen out of her big-girl bed.