I like sleeping

Last night I slept in my crib. It's not in the same room as my parents, and boy was I glad to get away from their snoring, their obsessive compulsive checking on me, and the co-sleeper. It's just not big enough for me anymore. I wiggle and the sides end up rubbing against my head. Owie.

I slept from 9:30-4:30, no problem, except that every time I made the slightest sound, my daddy leapt out of bed and hustled over to the crib to see if I was awake. I wasn't. He was, and he's a little tired today as a result.

I did need a snack at 4:30; I mean, who doesn't? But I went right back to sleep and slept for another 2 hours in my crib.

It seems like it's hard on them not to be sleeping right next to me for the first time, but I like my new spacious digs.