Frozen

This morning, I was awoken by the neighbor’s dog barking at 7:30am.  I glanced at the monitor, saw that Elizabeth was still asleep, and stayed in bed for a little while. A few minutes later, I heard a baby crying.  I looked at the monitor again, saw Elizabeth still sleeping, and wondered who had a crying baby outside in our neighborhood.  (Because, otherwise, how would I hear them from my bedroom?)

Moments later, I heard a very insistent “MAMA!”  I looked at the monitor again.  I saw this:
20120221-133714.jpgIt’s hard to tell in the picture, but if you look in the lower right hand corner, that is a sleeping Elizabeth.

I got out of bed and went into the hallway.  Elizabeth was definitely crying in her room.  I opened her door and found her perched on the very end of her bed.  (I am very thankful that she doesn’t seem to understand that she can actually get out of bed by herself now that she is no longer contained by bars.)

The baby monitor was frozen on that image.  Elizabeth went with me into my room and saw herself on the monitor.  “Dat’s me!  Seeping!”  She helped me take that picture.

Hopefully it will work tonight.  We don’t have another monitor and you never know when her room might get imaginary bats in it.