She climbed out of her crib. And was down on floor. With the lights on. With her brother. Playing with all their toys. That they dumped out.
Good thing this mommy was upstairs next to the window unit and couldn’t hear a thing. Their daddy was the one in the basement wondering what was going on above him. He took care of it all. And that’s good because I’m not sure if I would have laughed or cried when I walked in to see that sight.
Please Lord. Not yet. We’re in no rush to graduate her to a “big” bed. (Even though we did that back in Woodway with easy transition and great results. We have regressed.) We want to keep her in.