Times are a changin'

Back in June our little tadpole graduated, thus today she started her first day as a little fish...er frog*? Whatever. No fear of the water for her, no sir-ee bob! CiBaby jumped off the edge like a champ!

The other change is bedtime. Previously we had a heck of a time getting CiBaby to go to sleep by herself. Of course there was a time of adjustment, then there was a time of bad habit development. Enough was enough. My good friend, Travel Goddess M., gave us very sage advice and a darn good book (the Ferber book) as her darling daughter had been the same way at one time. It has finally worked. We have a good routine down, kisses, hugs and lights-out with out much hoopla.

So, as tonight's swimming gets her a bit rilled up, bedtime was fairly uneventful, and I felt good about going in when she started up with some crying as she actually needed something...a he-he** and a blanket. She's still not asleep, but she's content being in bed, by herself, and that's all that we ask.

sigh

*Technically she went from being a Water Baby to a Tiny Tot.
**he-he = hanky in CiBabyeese