Ms K got upgraded to toddler bed status today and the novelty hasn't worn off just yet.
So now instead of being confined to the cot until mummy/papa rides to the rescue, she has the new found freedom of hoping on and off (on and off, on and off, on and off x a bazilion times) her bed.
I can't help but compare today to the 1st time T got upgraded to (the same) toddler bed. With T, it was just a matter of putting him to bed, saying good night and we're done with bedtime.
With K, she's been reprimanded the 2 times she is supposed to go down for nap and bedtime. Possibly cos gor gor is bunking in with her to get air con and she's egged on to "communicate" with him but ah doi...
I most certainly hope she doesnt go wondering ard the upper level on her own or even worse, tumble down the stairs while the rest of us are sleeping. That would be one heck of a buah duku!
