I turned off the baby monitor this morning.
Yeah, not so sure about that little detail.
I know that I turned it off after midnight since that’s when I broke Harry’s spell on me.
I woke up this morning at 7:30 and Cara was pissed! Her door was closed and I could still hear her from our room.
I jumped out of bed, tripped over the cat and ran into her room.
I’m not quite sure how long she had been in there hollering, but she wasn’t crying when I went in there. The lack of tears leads me to believe that she hadn’t been in there awake for too long.
Ok. So I guess that little incident wasn’t too bad. It was nothing compared to the time I tossed her in the tub and then ran down to the corner store. [I’m joking! It wasn’t me.]