Monday, March 21, 2011
Little Miss Marilyn wasn't in her bed this morning. Most nights she wakes up and tries to crawl into my bed. Right after she crawls into our bed we walk her back to her bed and tuck her back into bed. This morning she wasn't in my bed and she wasn't in her bed. She went to the one place that she knew she wouldn't be sent back to her own bed. Texas is out cold and I am not sure if her realizes that Marilyn is laying right next to him.