Before crawling into my own bed Monday evening, I heard cries from upstairs. I found this little one wide awake and terribly frustrated. She was in bed with Mary Frances and Stephen yet I think she felt like the little one in Roll Over. Stephen was using her as a pillow. While she loves the idea of sleeping with her siblings, I think she prefers to sleep alone. As I covered her in her own bed she sighed as if to say, "I've got it all to myself".
On the floor!