Goodnight One and All

Every night I tuck in 15 little ones. No, I don't have 15 kids (can you imagine???).

When my daughter got her own room (about 4 months ago), we didn't want to put a lot of stuff in it. Why? She just turned 2 in August and I've heard horror stories about children climbing furniture and having the furniture falling on them (I know you should secure it to the wall but I have thoughts about what if the straps fail...) and because I've read not too have to much in their room because you want them to sleep there and not play. She has a shelf with stuffed animals and knickknacks, her toddler bed, and a basket with stuffed animals.

Somehow she has managed to take every stuffed animal and doll in the house and pile them into her bed. I have tried sneaking one or two out at a time and she knows. How in the world is that possible? I've tried putting a few in the basket while she is downstairs, thinking she'll be okay since they are in the room with her, but oh, no, they must be in bed with her. She's even tried sneaking her three month old sister's stuffed animals into her bed. There is princess dolly, baby dolly, grammy dolly (a doll my MIL made for her), teddy, Easter bunny, bear, Leap frog froggy, puppy, big puppy, froggy blanket, Panda, ostrich, bunny, and the list goes on. She barely fits in the bed with all of the stuffed animals. Most of them are piled at the foot of her bed. Usually at some point in the night we hear a THUNK. We tense with our heads tilted, waiting for the crying to begin. When we hear none, we look at each other, say "it must have been a doll" and go back to what we were doing.