We spent the night last night at our friends' house and Natalie went to bed in her pack and play long before the adults retired for the night. While Wyatt was sleeping upstairs with the boys, Jeff and I were sharing the guest room with Natalie. So this morning, her eyes popped open at 6:45 and in a voice of panic, she said, "Mommy! Mimmee seeping my woom! Mommy, Mimmy my woom!" Translated, that means, "mommy, Millie's sleeping in my room." I lay there wondering how to break it to her and then just decided to lean over the side of the bed to make eye contact with her and said, "Natalie, we all slept in your room last night."
Then I gave her a moment to let it all sink in.
She said, "Mommy, you seep my woom? YAY! Shay-shyou Mommy seeping my woom! Shay-shyou seep my woom, Mommy!" I told her she was welcome and then she gave me her two favorite nanas. Something tells me that she could get used to a family wake-up.