It finally happened

This afternoon Grace did NOT want to go down for a nap. All of my other children stopped napping when they turned 2. It seems like they figure out how to crawl out of their cribs and I'm too tired to fight the nap-time battle. Well, today after screaming for several minutes I heard a huge thud. I walked into Grace's bedroom just as she was picking herself up off the floor. Oh Crap, I thought, here we go. My moments of serenity are over with today. Then a new thought popped into my mind. Grace pretty much fell out of bed, she didn't climb. She is so tired she doesn't know what she wants. So I picked her up, calmed her down a bit and placed her back into her crib. Needless to say Grace, for lack of a better word, was pissed. Knowing that I was going to battle this out, I stayed close by in my bedroom. The only thing I had to struggle with was Grace's screaming. She stayed in bed, and after about 5 minutes fell back to sleep. I'm so glad that she decided to stay in her crib and not figure out how to gracefully climb out. I need my last baby to take naps for as long as possible. Grace just seems smaller then my other toddlers. Maybe it's because she is still taking naps. Or maybe it's because I know I wont be having another baby. Yes, people, it's true. I'm not having any more children. What ever it is that makes her seem little, I'm grateful for it. I want her to take her time growing up. Even though I know it will go by quickly.