Help! I'm stuck!

Carly recently moved to a full size bed from a crib. Things have been going pretty well. And then the other nite, ten minutes after going to bed, I hear this blood curdling scream. I run upstairs and open her door. In between screams, she said she was stuck.
I thought she may have slipped between the mattress and the frame. Manufactures now put at least a 4”-6” gap between the two.
I put the light on. I see a big hump under the comforter at the foot of the bed. I pick up the sheets and look Carly in the eyes. She was completely frightened and still screaming that she was stuck. She managed to get lost under the sheets at the foot of the bed. She seemed really confused as to how she could even end up there. I could not help but chuckle.
Mystery solved.

Stuck in a crib

I was just getting ready to start typing this post, when I heard a loud, blood curdling scream from upstairs. It was Carly, but what was wrong? I bolted upstairs and was greeted with a cute little voice asking to go potty. What a relief. As you might be shocked to read, Carly (age 3) is still in a crib. Partly because she likes it. Mostly because I am so indecisive. I have been looking at and pricing cribs for the past 6 months. I wish someone else would just make the decision for me & have the furniture show up at our house.
But getting back to this potty call, I realized a few things. The first being, I was quite winded running up those steps. It's time to hit the gym a little harder. Second, I really liked being needed and the ability to sneak in an extra hug and snuggle.
Also, I wondered how much longer she would need me to pick her up on my knee to help her reach the sink. How much longer will she want my help, at all.
It was a sweet moment as I laid her back down to bed, and one that a mother will always cherish.