One not-so-fun habit Emily has gotten into lately is waking up in the middle of the night--often because she has fallen out of bed (which is occurring much more frequently these days for some reason). She usually pretty much goes right back to sleep if I get up and help her back in and pull up the covers. The other night, though, we had to go through the whole 20 minute rage/going-to-bed routine at 5:00am. Not cool.
Anyway, Austin didn't get home until after midnight from his business trip last night, so he partially unpacked on the bed in the guest room. Around 4:00am we both woke up to the sound of a door slowly and quietly opening. Then we heard a few footsteps, a long period of silence, a few footsteps and a door slowly and quietly closing. We were both curious what she had been up to but too tired to get up and check. This morning Austin discovered his cell phone missing, which he had left on the bed next to his suitcase. Sure enough, it was tucked under Emily's arm along with Mr. Bear. It was safe from her meddling because a) the battery was dead and b) it has a password lock on the touchscreen, but we're going to have to keep a closer eye and ear on our little mischievous elf--especially since she has discovered our basket of spare keys!