Meet the offender...
View the scene of the crime...
Our little offender was placed safely in her crib while throwing the queen of all two year old tantrums. I came downstairs to call her Father and tell him what a little sassy pants his daughter was being. Two minutes later I see a little orange and black figure sneaking quietly across the living room. WHAT?????? Little sassy pants is standing in the living room. WHAT?????? Did you note that I placed her kicking and screaming IN HER CRIB? I could not speak. Every time I opened my mouth I almost laughed with disbelief. Did she REALLLLY jump out of her crib? There MUST be another explanation.
Mom: MG, HOW did you get out of your crib?
MG: {blank stare}
Mom: MG, HOW DID you get out of your crib?
MG: {blank stare}
this went on for about two minutes and then she replied...
MG: I used my feet
Lord, help us! This is what happens when your two year old is at the 97th percentile for height. I should note that her brother was too but he never attempted an escape. So, can you guess what I'm doing right now?
The forthcoming solution...
Two white iron "Molly" headboards...coming right up. Operation Jie Mei Hwa (beautiful sisters) is coming around a little sooner than I expected. Good thing I've been preparing for it for a while.
{Edited to add: The picture of her crib was taken before she was born at our old house. Now, the mattress is at the lowest level and the bumper is gone. I just wanted to add that before someone thought I was a complete idiot. Also, I'm just buying the headboard in the picture...not the 1982 heart bedding. I found the picture online.}
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Just another day in the neighborhood...
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With little miss into everything like mine are I am SO surprised we haven't seen this post before now. That is PRECISELY why my kiddos were out of their cribs at 18 months, it was always my fear. We had no worries then. {well you know it was that reason AND the fact I was pregnant again both times....hee hee! oh good grief}
I just noticed the "thank you for stopping by......" doodad above this little block. Isn't that just special! You're getting all detaily with this blog thing :)
Thank you for clearing up the heart bedding. I was feeling sorry for MG. I KNEW you were better than that, M. You just had me confused for a second.
OHHH funny! I remember the day that Benjamin did it. And then did it again. And he was stealthy! It didn't take a third time before he was in the "Big Boy Bed." You're in trouble now!
I just found your blog tonight, but was reading through older entries and this caught my eye. My two year old just did this to me last night. Nothing like hearing a door open and close when you're the only one home and both kids are supposed to be in bed. Then hearing "Good morning, Mommy". LOL.
How is your DD doing in her big girl bed?
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