Toddler bed blog #1

So about a week ago, Bailey finally climbed (and fell) out of his crib for the first time. Don't worry, he's fine. We had gotten him a fire truck toddler bed from some friends about a month ago but we hadn't really committed to getting him to sleep in it. We set it up in his room and hoped that the novelty would eventually wear off and he would just decide to sleep in it. Yeah, right. Well, once he had figured out that he could get out of his crib (even if he had a bump on the head to go with it), I knew that the crib days were history. The other night, I went in to check on him before I went to bed and this is what I found:



If you notice, his diaper and pajamas are wrapped around one leg because he couldn't quite get out of them completely. When I found him, he was totally passed out...he didn't even stir when I turned him over (after running to get Grandma, Daddy and the camera) to put everything back on. I was just grateful that there was no poop involved. Whew! Dodged that bullet for another day!