Sleepyhead

Katie had been whining (sick, teething, bored) so I sent her down to Dad for a while. Things got pretty quiet and then Dean called me downstairs. He said she wandered around the room for a bit, and checked out the bed in the guest room. Finally she walked to the mat, patted it (I guess to check for comfort factor?) and lay down and went to sleep. No Teddy? How about a truck!?