Thank you to all that gave advice on torturing…er, locking up…um…getting a toddler to sleep in her own bed at night without "wandering" around.
I may eventually try the gate thing. It’s going to take awhile to build up the nerve.
For now, Mia has settled into the routine of falling asleep, quite easily now I might add, in her room, in a bed that she has finally come to describe as cozy–cozy is good. She passes out around 8:30, and then, at about midnight, when she used to call and cry and carry on from the doorway of her room, she simply pitter-pats her way down the hall and silently slips in bed beside me. Without a word. Just gets up like "Oh. What am I doing here?" and then "Do-dee-do-dee-doo" across the tile, dragging her bear, in the dark…to my room. I’m usually only vaguely aware of what goes down; I’m pretty sure that’s the way it’s happened the last 3 or 4 nights. I’ve been sleeping awful good.
We’ve had some wonderful weather the past several days–cold and windy, yes–but sunny and a tiny bit warm if you’re standing on a certain side of the house and in the sunshine. The train ride to Ft. Worth was a lot of fun; we got to know the people in our neighborhood a little better than I think we expected to–it was a Mardi Gras train ride full of canned pina coladas and hurricanes in a bottle…beads and hotdogs…good times, good times. Only the hurricanes tasted like Robitussen so most of us ended up drinking common Bud Light. The folks without small children got a little more carried away with the spirit of Mardi Gras than Caleb and I did, so we had some entertainment on the ride back. Ft. Worth seemed like a pretty neato city. We definitely want to make it back down one day, by car so we have more time, to sight see and shop and eat and shop some more.
Cheyenne’s room has become my own personal painting playground. I am having a lovely time in there and am in no real hurry to finish up. With Mia’s mural I rushed a little towards the end to finish by the time my parents visited. There were a few parts I either didn’t like or needed to go back over and never did; that will not happen with Cheyenne’s mural. I will like it; I will like everything about it, and I will never look at it and wish I did something differently, or start to hate the thing entirely and paint over it completely. Not this time. A big change has been switching from interior wall paint to those little tubes of craft paint you get at Walmart–if only I had tried those sooner. Next time around; we’ll see. I’ll take pictures of it in all its finished glory later on down the road.
Hope everyone had a great weekend–February is almost over! Enjoy these last few weeks of winter!