When I went in to get Julia up this morning, I discovered that her covers were all askew - not just sleep-rumpled, but sideways on the bed. Before I could even try to use my befogged brain to figure out why, she blurted out excitedly, "Daddy, I fell out of bed this night! An' then I climbed back into my bed and put my covers back on!" The story checked out: she'd fallen out of her bed at some point overnight and then put herself back to bed. She seemed nonplussed unperturbed by the event, and skeptical of our reminders that she could call for us when things like this happen.
(8/5/07 9:40 PM - edited to reflect the, you know, actual definition of "nonplussed," as gently pointed out by the proprietor of Status Quon't.)