Through the gate

Our new babies cried tonight, after I put my sweet Bean to bed. This was followed by an odd noise that I couldn't quite place, but the babies immediately stopped crying. All was quiet. All seemed well.

Half an hour or so later, my curiosity drove me to peek toward her room. There she was, at the very top of the stairs... crumpled on top of her blanket, thumb safely in her mouth, eyes glued at something down the stairs.

She gave me a silly smile and a soft, "mommmmmy".

This was her view:



Her new "beebee heeeeee!" were staring right back at her.



I felt a bit guilty tossing The Bean back into bed.

And wouldn't you know it. The kitties started to cry again after their girl was tucked away out of sight.

Edited to add: I'm aware that the gate was a ridiculous idea. I figured it would contain them to one room give them some peace from The Bean for about half a day. I was almost right.