Missing

Last night, as I typically do, I went to check on the kids before going to bed. I had been watching one of those cop shows were a kid was abducted and held captive for ten years. Imagine my shock when I opened Melynn's door and her bed was completely empty, no blankets, no pillow and most importantly, no Melly. Of course my mind jumped to conclusions and I ran to the window to try to figure out how the bad guy had gotten in and how far away he might be. After a few seconds a more sensible part of my brain kicked in and I looked around the room.

There in the closet was a bundle of blankets and under them was Melly sleeping away. For some reason she had decided that she'd rather sleep in the closet and had taken her stuffed animal "snookie" and made beds for the two of them in the closet.