Seth and I yell at her to get back in her room at least three or four times a night, but some evenings we just can't catch her every time.
I took pictures, of course. Because what else am I supposed to do?
No, really, I'm asking - what am I supposed to do about this? Yesterday morning Seth woke up for Seminary and found her asleep next to the front door. What's the deal with this kid? Her sleeping habits are weird and I'm clueless.