My baby's not a baby anymore!

At 2:00 this morning I hear Paige's door opening, thinking she's coming into tell me what wrong. No, she passes our room, goes into the bathroom, turns the light on, and shuts the door. I give her a few minutes proud that she is 1) waken by her need to go to the bathroom 2) trying it on her own. So a few minutes pass and I hear nothing so I go and knock on the door. I walk in and ask if everything is okay. "Yes, I just fine. I went potty myself." I praise her and ask if she needs a dry pull-up (most of the time if she wakes up it's already too late). "No mama, I dry, I big girl. I put my pants back on and go nigh-night again." She then proceeds to pull up her pants, flush the toliet, walk past me, crawls in her bed, and says "sweet dreams!" Such a big girl. I think it's time to try bedtime without the pull-up!