On her own last week, she also decided she was ready for a big-girl bed. We haven't wanted to push the issue -- she was happy in her crib, and with all the turmoil and uncertainty around here, we didn't want to rock the boat. Still, once a week or so I'd gently ask if she was ready to move to a bed. Last week for the first time she agreed.
So Papa delivered today a beautiful bed, which we assembled in her room. I've had the bedding for a couple of years; it's a bigger version of her nursery bedding. I chose the pattern before she was born, and somehow it matches her personality perfectly.

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