Knock, knock

There I was, leisurely perusing my favorite blogs, when I heard a pounding.

Was there someone at the door? No ... wrong side of the house. I heard the noise again and this time realized that the wall was shaking.


What's on the other side of this wall? Why, my darling daughter's room. I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but she is put to sleep with her head toward the wall ... yet somehow, every time, she manages to scoot around the opposite way. (Is she trying to tell me something?)


I snuck into her room, camera in hand, and this is what I found:

She was kicking the headboard of her crib, which was hitting the wall and resulting in the knocking noise.

P.S. Do you see that smile? This is why neither Lane or I can wait to get her when she wakes up ... 99 percent of the time she is this happy.