Caught in the Act

After a full night's sleep for the first time in what seems like ages, Broghan woke a few minutes before 6 this morning. That wasn't so spectacular, but given the fact that she crashed at 7:30 last night, I was pleased. She was whining, not really crying, but definitely awake, so I ventured out of bed to go and get her. When I opened her door, I caught her attempting to climb out of her bed AGAIN. Her legs were flipped over the railing, dangling over the side, her tiny hands clinging to the side rail for dear life. Busted!