There lay the sleeping monster

It's always such a task putting Nat to bed. She will crawl, roll, walk, run, jump or flop herself all over our bed for at least half an hour before she can be content to lie down in one spot, suck her thumb and finally doze off. And all this while I lay still and pretend to be asleep. No way will she succumb if I was up reading or watching the telly. It's like, "Mum's awake! Why should I sleep?".

Last Sunday I almost had a few heart attacks while she went about her routine of treating my bed like an obstacle course until she finally settled on top of my feet close to the edge of the bed. See it through her daddy's eyes.

Errata

My mistake. Nat actually has 12 chompers already! Looks like she's really going to take after her parents in terms of gastronomic capabilities.