It appears we're rapidly running out of time to keep T in his crib.
This weekend, he escaped about a gazillion times. Without a crash, without freaking himself out, without batting an eye. He literally just swung a leg over and dropped down the other side. (Spying on him with the video monitor is very entertaining these days.) Thank you, Little Gym, for teaching him these wonderful rock climbing skills.
And where did we find him once he made these great escapes? Sitting on his chair, reading a book.
Maybe he'll read this book
next time he sneaks out. It should be arriving in the mail this week. Oh Elmo, please explain to my child how important lounging in bed is!