One quick post before I retire, since the first time I walked into the bedroom tonight I saw this.
And actually, the scene was much the same this morning. I suppose we can stop using the little pillow that’s meant to keep babies from rolling away.
We did buy a gate today to stick in the bedroom door, since Ray has recently taken to silently waking up and crawling away whenever the mood strikes, and closing the door kills the nice breeze that blows through our bedroom at night. Now he’ll be contained at least, and hopefully won’t find where we’ve hidden the mirror. Of course, it’s only a matter of time before either Chieko or I plow head on into the gate in our half-asleep trips to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Wish me luck.