I just put Cora down for a nap. Normally not worthy of a blog entry, but today she actually _requested_ to be put in her crib for a nap. I was rocking her, giving her a bottle, and she pointed to her crib. I asked her if she’d like to take her nap now, and she answered Yes (in her little baby yes grunt, of course, rather than a coherent “Yes, mother”). I put her in, she tucked into her sleeping position, and… well, she would have drifted off if she didn’t just a few minutes later dirty her diaper. Diaper problem corrected, she’s now snoozing away.

Someone told me not too long go that their toddler would wave bye-bye to them to tell them that they were going to take a nap. I was astounded – it took quite a while (weeks? months?) to get Cora to stop fighting naps, and I never expected that she’d request one. It’s one of those moments that makes you realize that babyhood/toddlerhood doesn’t last forever – which is both exciting, and bittersweet.