Sleepy time

Sleep time is unpleasant in our home. Mia does not chose to sleep. Rather, she chooses to resist to the best of her ability. This has made for hours of screaming, crying, rolling around and so on. I finally decided that what we were doing is obviously not working so no more. So, she went into her crib last night (with one side down so she doesn't feel like she is being caged again). She also was put in the crib by the "good parent" vs. being upt in by me. She didn't like it but fell into a light sleep after 30 minutes, a record in the house. But, she wasn't in a deep sleep and I needed to go into the room again (the last time had resulted in some pretty energetic screaming) So, I sneaked in as quiet as I could. I had almost completed my mission when she woke up. I did the logical thing and dove for cover into the space between her crib and the wall. Conveniently, we have a blanket hung over her crib there and she couldn't see me. But, I was stuck in a crouch in a space that is approximately 1/4 inch wider than my butt was ten years ago. Mia rolled around and took stock of her surroundings. I completed the appropriate reconnaissance and peeked out at her in a stealth fashion every couple of minutes when I though the coast was clear to see if Mia was still pondering life in the crib. After who knows how long, I thought I would probably never be able to unfold myself and decided to do the logical thing. I plastered myself to the floor and did my best commando crawl around the crib and then around the bed. I poked my head up in my best gopher fashion and saw she was sleeping. Yeehaa! I killed the lights and waited for dawn. Fortuantely, Mia decided to do the same.