A Momentous Day

I was on the phone in the living room at the front of the house. My Beloved called out from the back of the house, "Hey Dear... I don't think Tornado's in his bed."

My eyebrows scrunched toward the middle as I rose from my chair and walked down the hall to the kids' room. My Beloved was in the middle of something, so it was up to me to check on things. I opened the door quietly and there he was... standing in the middle of the dark bedroom with the baby bathtub, he just looked at me before saying something. "I've got to call you back," I told the client, suddenly glad I had mentioned that some sort of nap time shenanigan was happening as I walked back. With that, I hung up the phone, set it on the floor and attempted to regain composure. It wouldn't be good for Tornado to SEE me laughing. No, that wouldn't be good at all.

It took a couple more times of going in, giving him a swat, telling him to stay in the crib and leaving again before he finally fell asleep. The second time I was in there though, Sweet Pea awoke to the talking. As I lifted her out of the pack-n-play, I noticed 5-6 pairs of baby sneakers in the bed with her. Thankfully, they were on the other side from where she was sleeping. Can you imagine if he had hit her with each shoe?

We feel blessed that this is the first time. I've known for a while that he could do it... we were just thankful he didn't know he could. :) Have your little ones ever climbed out of their cribs? What did you do about it?

Labels: As it happens..., Have to Laugh

posted by ~Babychaser~ @ 10:11 AM