It's also time for a nightlight. The stair light shines brightly on Guppy's bedroom door, letting some leak in underneath. Last night, she complained that her room was too dark. I presumed that she was trying to stay up later, and countered that I'd leave that light on. She quieted down right away, so I figured that worked. When I went to bed, I turned off the light.
A tiny little voice protested, "Turn the light back on!"
I did, with sinking heart. Was she going to start fussing?
"Think you!" As sweet as can be.
And not anther peep out of her.
I had to get up halfway through the night because it was too bright in OUR bedroom, but she had passed out for good by then.
Yup, time for a nightlight.
(Also, I'm sort of amused that there is a lost (domestic) sheep, and a wandering (not-domestic) black bear in the neighborhood.)