Last night as I was putting AK to bed, I noticed she had a quilt laid out on the floor, "I sleep here," she told me.
"Fine, as long as you sleep," I said, closing the door.
A few minutes later I heard some banging and went in to check on her. I found her arranging herself and her stuff on the quilt. She had grabbed a mini-pillow and a cuddly friend from her bed and the banging was a result of her grabbing a blanket from her dresser.
She looked at me, didn't say a word and returned to assembling her bed.
When I went back downstairs, I told the Hoos not to be surprised if AK was sleeping on the floor.
"I bet she isn't sleeping," he responded.
Around 9:45 our suspicions were confirmed by some additional banging.
When I went upstairs, I found AK trying to stuff the blankets back into her dresser. Apparently she was ready to return to bed.
I also noticed that she seemed to have more and different clothes on then when I had last left her.
"AK, it is too hot for a sweatshirt." Again, she didn't say a word, just stuck her arms in the air so I could remove it. She then curled up on her pillow and closed her eyes.
When I went in at 10:15 she was sound asleep and I was able to remove the leggings she had also put on.
That kid cracks me up. Simultaneously hard to believe she is only three and almost three.