Friday evening, we moved Sophia into her new toddler bed. We sold it as big as we could, touting it as a "big girl bed" and how exciting it was. Saturday she proudly showed it off to her grandparents. She did fairly well Friday night. A few times we even heard her say "big girl bed" over the baby monitor. But last night was not good. Last night she figured out she could get out of the bed and try to leave the room. This morning she came to wake us up at 5 a.m. 
Unfortunately, the introduction of the toddler bed coincided with the end of the pacifier. This was not our intention. Friday evening one of the times I went in to check on her I discovered she'd chewed off the end of her pacifier and swallowed it. Since it's no longer safe for her to have them, they had to go. I think if she at least had them, she'd be a bit more comforted. Paul put her down a few minutes ago and she's crying like her heart has broken. It's so sad. But, the crib needs to move to Uncle Barry & Aunt Jess' house in time for their baby, so it's a sad time for Sophia. We've had to go back to putting her "on the clock" and visiting to calm her down after increasing lengths of time. I'm quite sure that people promised me that after we did this to her as an infant we'd never need it again. I feel a bit mislead. But probably not nearly as betrayed as poor Sophia does, having lost the only bed she's ever really known.
Other things in her life continue to bring her joy. Lately she's been dancing with a bear a lot. Which is pretty funny because the bear is about her size. She especially loves "Baby Beluga" by Raffi and frequently asks for "Baby Buga" by name.She has also grown enough that we had to
change the strap size on her car seat. She was very concerned about Daddy messing with her seat, and kept a close watch on him the entire time.Jumping on our bed seems to be about her favorite
thing in life, at least now that it's cold and rainy and she doesn't get much outdoor time. 
Also popular is the "chase you" game. 
She continues to enjoy
watching us cook. Recently she got to stir and shake in herbs for a crock pot dish. She seemed pretty proud.
We've seen a lot of the grandparents lately. I took some funny pictures of her playing peek-a-book with Grandma and Grandpa. Sophia really loves it when someone hides with her.
My parents spent the night last night which was the first time ever they've spent the night at this house, and we enjoyed all that extra time with them. Papa provided nearly constant entertainment, and even consented to 
be a horse.Saturday my mother, Darla and I attended a lovely baby shower for Aunt Jessica. Sophia got to stay in Salem and entertain my father and Paul. When the women returned, Sophia was still bouncing off the walls, and Paul and Papa looked like they were about to drop.
My mother, who puts amazing effort into gifts had early Thanksgiving gifts for us. Sophia got a
Fisher Price Little People Thanksgiving set, which was enormously popular. (I think it may be impossible for Grannie to visit Sophia and not bring a present.) Paul and I got a lovely statue of a Pilgrim couple, and the small Pilgrim child riding a turkey in this picture on the right. I think I can fairly say that this is about the oddest gift I have ever received. When I pulled it out of the box me, Paul, my father and even my mother, laughed as hard as possible. I had to stop because my stomach hurt from laughing. After seeing this post, my mother asked that I update to say that Sophia seemed to like the turkey, immediately taking it away to play with. I'm not quite sure why my mother bought it, but I do believe it will become one of those legendary family pieces that we pull out every Thanksgiving and have a good laugh over.
