With the rush of the move we almost forgot this fun little story. Jeremy and I hired a babysitter, the 15 year old son of one of our good friends, so we could finish a few things with our house before the Elder's Quorum came the next day to finish moving the rest of the heavy items.
We dropped Gwendolyn and the sitter off at the hotel so we could work past Gwendolyn's bedtime. When we finished and went to go get the sitter he reported that she did really well and but had a hard time settling down in her crib. She kept playing peek a boo with him until we can only guess she decided she had enough and at that point she popped her head up over the edge of the crib and said, "Kiss?" The sitter obliged and she promptly went to sleep.
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