All Good Things Come to an End...

4 years, 10 months, and 15 days. It was great while it lasted. Tonight Gigi finally realized that she can get OUT of bed, A L L B Y H E R S E L F ! ! ! Sigh. Here we go. I had plenty of time to prepare for this epiphany, but in the moment I had no idea how to talk her back into the bed. We both lost our cool. There were tears, threats, and loss of privileges. Maybe she'll forget the discovery by bedtime tomorrow!