She's always been a good sleeper, my Julia.
So last night when I put her down, I could tell something was not right when she was still crying 15 minutes later. I settled down TJ into bed and went into Julia's room. I find a crying baby, standing up, wearing just a diaper. The dark blue snowman fuzzy footed pjs I had dressed her in are in a heap on the floor by her crib where the hamper is usually located.
She's pointing at her dresser yelling "I-ya" (Elmo). Unfortunately, all her Elmo clothes are in the wash. I find her a fuzzy pink pair of heart pajamas and top it off with a Little Mermaid nightgown and that seems to satisfy her.
Once she has on the right outfit, she sleeps through the night.