Today started out nice, we visited some friends (photos and video later) and then the bug played with her moon sand (again, photos later) and started melting into the floor in her usual, “I’m getting tired” fashion. I saw my opportunity and scooped her up. She’s in the toddler bed (again) and for good this time. She does really well. She plays for a bit and then naps. At night, she rarely gets out of bed to do anything, except to turn on her light that is wired to the switch. Well, the parents won that one…we took the light off of the switch and plugged in her night light. She can flip the switch whenever she wants to now (muuu haa haa haaaa).

Anyway, I expected her to fall asleep somewhere within about forty minutes of putting her down but I was proven wrong. I was SO looking forward to mommy time this afternoon too. Mommy time was cut way short today. I’m practicing the “leave the diaper on a little longer” thing these days in coordination with potty training. Note to self – don’t do it before a nap. I decided, fifty minutes in, to go upstairs and put on a dry diaper in hopes she would settle down and fall asleep. I left the room, cozied up on the recliner and smiled thinking I now had the rest of the afternoon to myself when all of the sudden -

THUD. Cry. Crap.

I raced upstairs to find the bug on the floor. I scooped her up, once again and this time just held her and let her sob into my shoulder. After about three minutes, I whispered a story into her ear. The one about the monkeys and how it’s not a good idea to be jumping on beds, per the doctor anyway. She agreed that it wasn’t such a smart thing to do and I thought, I THOUGHT she would accept defeat and close her eyes.

No.

She followed me to the door.

Being the ogre of a mom that I am, I closed her bedroom door and left her crying and feeling helpless behind it. Man, life is hard when you’re a toddler. If someone were forcing me to take a nap, I’d be all over that like white on rice. Well, the parent lost the battle today. I’m lucky that she doesn’t know how to open doors yet but then heard the little voice over the monitor saying, “Mommy, pppllllleeeeease. Moooommmmyyyyy”.

We’re now watching Ratatouille together and eating goldfish crackers.