And so…the climbing out of the crib begins…again. See, the last time it happened my son scared himself so badly that I thought he wouldn’t attempt it again. But obviously, he forgot about slamming onto the hardwood floors and screaming hysterically.
Sure enough, twice in the past couple of days he has jumped out and then climbed back in to make me think he didn’t do it. But, guess what smarty pants…I have a video monitor. I see it all!
Reality is hitting, it is indeed time for a big boy bed! He will be three at the end of the month so perhaps this is his way of telling me that he is growing up. We will be making a trip to Ikea very soon!