Anyway, yesterday I heard a little something coming from her room and went up to investigate. Not only was she in her bed and not ticked off about it, she was trashing the room like a rock star. It was like suddenly she knew this is home and saw her room in whole new light.
She had pants on when she was put in her crib. But then again, she also had blankets and pillows and you see what she did with them. I'd like to blame her for the unmade bed next to her crib but that was from me sleeping in it the night before. We notice when she wakes up in the middle of the night, she wants Daddy to rock her and even take her downstairs. But when Mommy is the one to come in, she knows it's time for business and we both lie down and go back to sleep. Funny how she gets it so quickly. Mommy will do anything for you, but don't mess with my sleep.
And this last picture is only in here because there's just no way to hide it. Me holding scissors + fidgety girl = a haircut that should've never happened. I chopped off her bangs when she suddenly jerked away from me. Fortunately, she's so darn cute that she can pull it off -- and barrettes always help. I was just trying to even out the big strip down the front of her face. Oops.
Tomorrow: Lucy's first professional photo session. The results!