Sweet Sister...

Today I laid Cashe down for a nap and then went to take a shower, leaving Belle on the couch watching a movie. I told her to be my helper and to come get me if Cashe started crying. I showered very quickly and when I was done Belle came into the bathroom and I asked her if she had been listening for Cashe. She said yes and that she had "watched him sweep" (sleep:).
I didn't really think anything of it and figured she didn't mean she litterally watched him. That is, until I tried to go get him later when he woke up and his bedroom door was locked.
Thankfully we keep a key above the door for times like this:) Not sure why there is a lock on his bedroom door but I am positive this will not be the last time I have to rescue him from his own room.

Later, Cashe was napping again (notice a wonderful pattern?) and Belle was in her room playing. After a while I heard Cashe start crying so I went to check on him and noticed his bedroom door was open (I had closed it before) and Belles stool was next to his crib. This is how our conversation went:
ME: Belle, did you go into Cashe's room?
BELLE: "Yes"
ME: What did you do to wake him up?
BELLE: "I growled at him"

After that I could not interogate any longer or I would have laughed out loud so I spanked her and sent her to bed.
Poor Cashe.