I’ve often said that Avery was perfect until she was just over two, when she started to climb out of her crib. We moved her to a toddler bed and even now, every once in a while for a few days at a time, she will test us at nap time or bed time, escaping her room when she’s supposed to be sleeping. This week has been one of her bad weeks. On Sunday, I found her on the stairs during nap time, wielding a hockey stick (she didn’t swing it, but held on pretty tight). This morning, when I was trying to get her dressed, she kicked me while trying to escape. Who knew the terrible twos (and not enough sleep) would turn our sweet girl into a hockey player?