Crib Olympics

So, Ian called me at work today and all I can hear are blood curdling screams in the background as he asks, "Guess who I found in Stella's crib?" followed by, "all 3 girls and they weren't that way when I laid them down for a nap and now they are mad that I separated them".

I just laughed...until tonight when I walked across the hall to get the girls' toothbrushes, turned around and this is what I saw...yep, cute at first, but after the 27th time in the last 10 minutes of having to go into their room to separate them...I'm thinkin' it's time for big girl beds.