Making peace

OK, so since we last left our crib-vaulting heroine, she seems to have made peace with her new side-wide-open bed.

The night after my last blog post, Andy and I awoke to hear cries at about 1 a.m. We walked across the hall, opened Amalia's door, only to find her room empty. Nor was she in Lily's room. That's when we realized she had made her way downstairs and was wandering around the house on her own. She wasn't really upset. As I came down the stairs, I heard her greeting our dog, "Hi, Dana."

And tonight when I went up to check on the girls playing after dinner, I found that Amalia was actually putting Lily to bed.