Yesterday, I put Daniela down for a nap and hopped on the computer to check my email, because we'd been at a friend's house playing all day. About 15 minutes later I hear someone running the loop around the house...from my room, through the bathroom, the Man Cave and into the kitchen and then I hear my hubby say " T thought she was suppose to take a nap? ", I see Daniela run across the living room and down the hall and into her bedroom and I hear the door slam shut. " She was!", I proclaim, "So why did you get her out?" We stare each other down and then he says in a very quiet voice. "I didn't". Oh no, I must have left the crib rail down, I rationalized and go to her room to check. I open the door and lo and behold the crib rail is up and Daniela is looking very guilty.
Yes, everybody; her Mama is in Spain and this little Houdini has figured out how to get out of her bed all by herself. Near panic sets in as I envision her attempting to escape at every nap and bedtime for the next 4 weeks. I proceed to eat a bag of pop chips while I take some time to think of all my options. At bedtime I keep checking on her to make sure she's still lying down. I worry that she'll get out at night and I won't hear her, so I give the house a safety inspection and make sure there's nothing left out she can get in to. I didn't sleep particularly well and then mid-morning my hubby informs me that he lowered the crib mattress another three inches. Good Grief! I thought it was already at the lowest level. Whew! I believe we will be okay after all.
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oh my goodness, Doris! So glad that you found a solution in a short time.
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