So I’m sitting here wrapping up a paper for BWI and futzing around with email and FB. I hear all this noise coming from the bedroom…. I think. As I listen it sounds like rustling from a bad dream or something. But the noise is not stopping, and no one is saying a word. No moaning, no crying. Pretty quiet except for this rustling. A little unnerved I finally rise from my chair to go check out who that might be, and low and behold there is a 10 month old baby STANDING in the doorway. Literally… out of bed…. standing in the doorway. I look at her and she looks up at me with a huge grin on her face. Something a bit unnerving about seeing your 10 month old standing in a doorway in the middle of the night! But after the fact, I had to chuckle. She was SO stinking proud of herself!