Way back in July, I struck a deal with the devil. I agreed to buy her the obnoxious camper that goes with her dollhouse, but only if she slept in her own bed ten whole times.

She wanted that camper. Bad.

She wanted to sleep anywhere but her own bed more.

Four months later, she finally made it to nine, but only after repeatedly making 2:00am declarations like, "I don't want the dollhouse car," and "I'll sleep in my bed tomorrow."

This is a kid who knows all about immediate gratification and knows NOTHING about how bribery works.

It took a full month to get that last night, as she finally scored her camper today. She was very excited. I'm depressed to realize it took her five months to accrue ten nights in her bed.

No wonder I have bags under my eyes so deep you could drive a life-sized camper in there.