Playtime and Bedtime

Charlotte was cracking me up this morning. We have a basket that we keep a lot of her small toys in- the rattles, teethers, stuffed animals, and such things. If we plop her down on the floor with it in front of her, she'll entertain herself with it for a while as she goes through it all. After about thirty minutes, I put everything back in the basket and the fun starts over. A lot of times I've checked on her and she's ended up laying on the floor, holding onto the string that was tied into a bow, and swinging her arms up and down. The purpose? Who knows... But this morning I was in the kitchen and peeked out to check on her, and she somehow had managed to get her little hiney into the basket. It was adorable! By the time I got the camera out she had wriggled out of it a little, but this picture should give you an idea of the cuteness that abounded. And this is a video of her talking herself to sleep last night. It lasted for probably twenty minutes or so (Jared, correct me if I'm exaggerating here). I didn't want to turn the light on and disturb her bedtime story, so there's nothing wrong with your monitor-- the video is pitch black.