Birdie Tucking In

Clara will be in her infant room until mid-summer, but she is, suddenly, so big. She still loves to wad herself up and tuck into wherever she can, but Julie has noticed the tucking is more cumbersome. Clara winds down for the night quickly. Her bedtime is 6:45pm, and after she is done with her ever-so-efficient-nursing, she does. Not. Want. To. Read. Books. She is done and done. She will wad herself up on Julie's chest, pop her two fingers in her mouth, and doze until she is carted downstairs to her crib. (Once there, she flips over to her belly, reinserts her fingers back into her mouth, and gazes at Julie as Julie leaves.) This past week, Julie has noticed, with some sadness, that keeping Clara all tucked up is a little like tucking up a leggy colt. But, happily, Julie thinks Bird will always be one that likes to snuggle in.