Could it be??

Today I will brag about past Abigail and then plead for help with present Abigail...

All week Abigail has been impossible to put down for a nap. There have been a few changes to her routine somewhat recently. About 2 months ago, we finally got rid of the pacifier for good. About 3 weeks ago, we transitioned into a big girl bed. She did REALLY good with both changes. She has been sleeping really well in her bed and has been a much happier girl. She wouldn't get in and out of bed on her own even. She would stay in bed when we put her down, and would talk and sing until we got her up.

Until this week. She has been having a really hard time with naps. By really hard time, I mean, she hasn't taken them. One day I went in to see what the deal was, and she had taken down a 24x24 in canvas picture that hung above her bed, and was sitting on it. Yesterday she started getting out of bed when she wanted. Today she figured out how to open her door. As I type, she is standing at the end of the hall waving at me with a big old smile on her face.

WHAT DO I DO?? Could she seriously be done with naps already? She sleeps about 12 hours at night and goes down really easily.

On top of that- she has been a piece of cake to potty train. After over a month without a single accident, she is all of the sudden going back on that idea. She has had three VERY intentional accidents today.

Is she just out to get me?? All I know is that I have less than 3 months to figure this out, and I can use any advice I can get.

Eventful afternoon

Today was one of those days. I woke up to a rainy, gloomy morning and decided I would slip on my warm, flannel, leopard print pajamas- and spend the day in the solitude of my home, doing house work. I felt like I could justify staying in pj's for most of the day, if I got a clean house out of the deal.

The morning went wonderfully. Abigail followed me around as I did my various cleaning projects and kept herself fairly happy and occupied without much attention from me. This doesn't happen very often. Normally anything she plays, she has to play WITH me.

The fiasco started when I entered my last room of dusting- my bedroom. Abigail followed me in the room, as expected. I had to take something from our dresser to the bathroom down the hall. I heard the door shut behind me, which isn't too abnormal so I didn't think anything of it. I got back to open the door and... it was locked. I'm not even sure Abigail knows how to lock the door, or if it was just already locked when she closed it. But it was locked, none the less.

I assessed the situation. No screws to remove the door knob. The door frame is in the way, preventing any hope of the old "credit card" trick to pop the lock open. That is about the extent of my locksmithing skill set. So I called Charles- no answer. I texted him, "Call asap... kind of an emergency." He called a few seconds later. I explained the situation to him... he explained it to all the guys at work. I tried all of their suggestions, to no avail. So Charles headed home to see if he could have any better luck.

I called him on his way home to talk about it, and he ended the conversation with, "Well, me and Jason are on our way. We will try to figure it out when we get there."

Great... Leopard print pjs... remember? Abigail is locked in MY room... remember? Oh, and the house is pretty much spotless, so no hope of finding even dirty clothes in the laundry room that I can switch into. Oh well, we just gotta get this girl out of the room. She was beginning to get impatient and a little uneasy about being stuck.

As soon as Charles got home, I slid my phone under the door with a video playing on it for Abigail along with some fruit snacks. She was 100% content from that point on, with an occasional... "Daddy?? Abi stuck!"

I called a lock smith while the manly men tried picking the lock in any way the could imagine. They had as much luck as I did. Soon enough, the locksmith arrived and saved the day for little Miss Abigail and her felion mother. After an hour of scrambling, Abigail emerged from the room with an enthusiastic, "Thank you!"

A little plug for the locksmith... if anyone in Gig Harbor ever needs one- call Beacon Locksmith. The technician was on another job, stopped everything and was here within 20 minutes, and didn't charge us a dime. Very impressed with them :)

I'm pretty sure the look on Jason's face in this picture is saying... seroiusly, you're 2 year old daughter is trapped in a room, and you are taking pictures?? In leopard PJs??

The necessary equipment to TRY picking the lock

Our little runner

The Rotary Club here hosted a big running event yesterday. They had a 10 miler, 2 miler, and a fun run for kids. I wish I could say that Charles and I ran the 10 miler... but that would be a big fat lie. Instead, we slept in, and made it just in time to let Abigail do the toddler fun run. We weren't too sure what she would think.

She got stretched...

She got her game face on.

She scoped out the competition...

...and she LOVED it.

She was dressed in the proper attire, which I think made a big difference.

When they first took off from the start, she just stood there pointing at everyone else saying, "GIRL RUNNING! BOY RUNNING! Running, daddy, mommy, RUNNING!" Then we helped her get going and the whole time she ran the lap around the parking lot, any time we passed by someone, she would say, HI, ABI RUNNING!

She was SO excited the whole time. She even made a come back and passed a little boy, so she didn't come in last place. She crossed the finish line with Grandma and Uncle Scott, and got all of her prizes.

Then she grabbed Charles' hand and said, Again!! So we spent the next 30 minutes running around with her. Then we got to go get her face painted, and she got a balloon elephant made for her. It was a really fun morning. We will definitely participate more in it next year. Maybe even venture out on that 10 miler.

I'm not SURE, but I think if Abigail keeps up her training, she could do it too. I mean... you've seen her legs right? TOTALLY a runners build.

To see ALL the pictures from our day, click here.