On Sunday, Samantha did the most amazing thing. I was in bed in a Benadryl-induced coma when Sam and her dad came home from the playground, around noon. I vaguely recall Sam crawling into bed with me, and then hearing her leave a few moments later. I heard her bathroom door shut, then I fell back asleep. When I woke up, I went downstairs and asked Adam where she was. He said he thought she was with me. I realized that she had just put herself down for a nap, completely of her own free will, without anyone to tuck her in or read her a story.
And she remembered to use the potty first!