Last time we visited my parents Kate figured out how to climb out of the pack and play.
I knew it was only a matter of time before she would climb out of her crib, and sure enough she climbed out the night we returned home.
As you all know, I am paranoid about head injuries and couldn't stand the thought of her falling. That very night I made Wade turn the crib into a toddler bed (never-mind that it was 11:00 P.M. and he wasn't too thrilled).
Since then we have found her in all sorts of different places, but almost never in her bed.
I don't know if anyone will find this post as amusing as I do, but every night when I check on the girls I start laughing and take a picture.
Wade informed me I had enough that I could do a blog post about it - so now everyone gets a glimpse of what I see every night before bed. :)
Grateful she doesn't know how to open the door!
