Apparently Baby forgot.
Because this morning she woke up about 2 hours early by screaming at the top of her lungs and throwing herself out of bed on her head (not accidentally).
I scooped her up and tried to snuggle her back to sleep... but... she screamed like I was trying to rip her limbs off and scuttled out of the bed and ran out of the room.
Mr F found her in the hallway.
When she saw him her screams (if possible... and yes... it was) intensified as if he whispered "now I'm going to dip you in a cauldron of burning oil" because she turned around ran back in my room and slammed the door in his face.
She ran up to the side of my bed and flung herself up.
I was lying tucked in... thinking... that Mr F was going to keep her and I would go back to bed.
She scurried up over my head and lied down. Across my neck. She weighs 30 pounds.
Amazingly she feel instantly asleep.
I lay there for a couple of minutes wondering what I should do and how long I had to wait until I could do it.
Then I realized that because I had been tucked in my shoulders were pinned down as she lay across them pulling my quilt tight under her.
I was immobilized thinking... "I can breathe", somewhat surprised that I could... but wondered how long until my windpipe crushed.
That's when the panic filled me. I flailed my arms and legs until I could get my shoulders free and pushed her off my neck.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY EVERYONE!