the edge

so we're all laying in bed and bulilit notices she's on the edge of the bed. looks at me and says, "mommy, i don't want to be on the edge."

to which belly promptly breaks into song, "i'm on the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge... i'm on the edge of glory"

and apparently we have ami to thank for her knowledge of that song.