6:23 a.m. pst
Our door creaks open. I hear the pitter patter of little feet. And "It's day! Mommy. Daddy, it's day!" I feel something climbing onto our bed.
It's Claire. Although she has a blackout shade in her room, the light creeps in through the sides and apparently is contributing to her increasingly earlier wakings.
She is 2 1/2 years old and has now started climbing out of her crib more and more. She is getting her new 'big girl' bed on Monday...finally.
We will be spending Memorial Day weekend painting her room.
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