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!
That's awesome on two counts: that she did it, and that she still naps!
ReplyDeleteYou know it, Jenn! :)
ReplyDeleteThe best part is that she is at that stage where she can go without a nap if we're out and about without becoming a monster by 6pm, but she's still pretty willing to take one every day that we're home. I love this stage and I hope it lasts a long time.
Oh yes, stretch that out as long as possible. Ryan gave up naps when he was around 3.5, and Morgan never even made it to three, which was hard because I was pregnant and really needed her to nap!
ReplyDeleteLove it. You are doing a great job.
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