OK - meet my little man.....He is about 17 months old I think (when I got to my 3rd, I stopped counting months), he is inbetween 1 and 2 :)
So - I woke up today at 9 (yes 9am - I have a super fab husband that lets me sleep!)
So - I go to see if my little man is up. I go in his room - look in his crib - I think - oh - my wonderful husband must have got him - thinking it was strange I didn't hear him before.
I go to leave and I hear crying. huh - now I am confused! I go back in - look around - no little man! I open his closet door (they are two sliding mirrors). I open them - and there he is - trying to get out!
Hmmmm - I think we will graduate him to a big boy bed this weekend. The girls were about 18 months - so it's about that time anyways - scary!!!! I didn't hear a thud - or crying - Maybe he's magic and he portalled himself into the closet! (OK - I was just informed that portalled isn't a real word - but you get my point)
Ahhh - the joys of motherhood :)
My son never tried to escape...my daughter was a magician at it. Glad to have found you! New follower.
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